In 1993 a buddy and myself flew to San Franciso and drove down to San Diego along the PCH. In September of 1994 we flew to San Francisco and drove north to Vancouver and back down to Washington, making various stops along the way. I swear I must be missing a few rolls of film. I spent the first day of the trip hanging with my friend Charlie at the San Francisco Blues Festival at Ft. Mason and got burnt pretty bad in the sun.