We took to the road on the weekends, the Pacific Coast Highway offering escape from the demands of life. We didn’t have a destination in mind. Instead we followed the winding roads and drank in endless views of sea and sky.
On bright days, we watched waves glint and wink as they broke on the shore. On overcast days, we watched clouds roll silent shadows over a darkened sea. But on all days, we especially loved to be in Zuma, when the late afternoon sun gilded everything in gold…