The wind was blowing the waves into white caps and pushing foam up onto the sand today at Torrey Pines Park. We took a beautiful walk up the longest way to the top. We continued to where the park road meets the main road. The winding steep park road was once the main road from Los Angeles, now not it's even allowed for cars except the rangers' patrol vehicles.
The end of the road in fairy tales is usually a mysterious place, where perhaps you come up to a cliff or a forest too dense or too threatening to enter. In Torrey Pines park, the end is at a big chain-link fence protecting the golf course.