Basking in the afterglow of the twists and turns of Highway One and the beautiful scenery through Big Sur, my quest for dinner continued. I emerged from the rugged coastline and leisurely cruised into Carmel. Being so close to my spiritual home, I had to stop in, at least for a photo opportunity.
Mazda Raceway Laguna Seca. This is where the old me ended and the new me began twelve years ago. Shortly after getting into open-wheel racing, I abandoned my previous career to play with cars and bikes all day. I have it under good authority that this will be my final resting place when I take my final lap.
But that' not today. Nope, I'm on a mission, though I am late. I found myself about 40 minutes behind schedule. I pointed the car east out of Salinas to reconnect with the 101 freeway. The good news was, traffic was moving and I started making up some time.
Not knowing exactly how to get to Napa from here, I turned to the navigation system. Ruh-roh.
In the six-and-a-half hours I've been traveling, the only conversation I had would be with the Sync voice activation system. The female voice is pleasant enough, but she was not giving me what I needed (sigh story of my life, amiright, guys? Anyone? Fine, forget it).
I went through the destination selection process, but Sync wasn't recognizing "Opus One." That was my goal, by the way, to stop by Opus One to pick up a bottle of Overture to pair with my perfect steak. The problem might have been that I was searching in Napa, CA, but the winery isn't in Napa, it was in a city that was just on the tip of my tongue. Aww man, what is it? Think, Mark. Nothing.
Instead, I just had the destination set for some nondescript gas station in Napa. Once I got into town, I stopped to check where the winery was on my iPhone. SAINT HELENA! That' it! Sadly, Sync still couldnt find Opus One, so I selected the physical address instead. I was on my way.
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Mark Takahashi, Automotive Editor @ 451 miles