Mon Weekend Avec Le Baron: Troisième Partie

(Warning: lots of pics this one, so I used not one but TWO LJ-cuts! OMG!)


Sunday April 20th

I was tired from the previous day's escapades, so I slept in, then wasted time on Furrymuck.
At 4pm, I finally tore myself away from the computer and hit the road.
I had no specific plans aside from taking the 10 freeway Westbound and staying on it as it turned into
the North of L.A. portion of the Pacific Coast Highway, cruising the coastline until I got sick of it.
So I did that.
And I took some pictures while driving.
I'm so naughty!

( Drivin' and snappin' on the PCH! )

I got back in the Red Baron and headed up the coast some more.
After driving for a while, I reached Point Mugu, famous for its naval base and air show.
I went to the base gate, but it was closed:



However, parked outside the closed base gate was a truck with some goodies on it:



The thing under the black tarp in back was vaguely armored-personnel-carrier-shaped and had treads.
The gizmos in front were a circular radar dish and a curved radar dish.
Notice the white dots on top of the mountain in back: those are listening/radar/tracking stations.
Point Mugu is a naval weapons testing facility, so those installations up there make sense.
I drove up the coast a little more, looking for Point Mugu's main gate.
Instead, I came across the Point Mugu Missile Park:



A couple of MST3K quotes came to mind: "Phallic symbols at the ready, sir!" and also "Gooood morning!"
I had to check it out.
And this is where this post goes into missiles and jets and stuff that goes boom.
You can skip over to the end if you like.

( Missiles and jets and stuff that goes boom! )

And that concludes this tour of the Point Mugu Missile Park.
I hopped back into the Red Baron and decided to look for the 101 Freeway, to head home.
It was 6:30pm. The sun was starting to set, and I was getting hungry.
I picked an inland-bound road and cruised it. A sign promised that Downtown Oxnard would soon appear,
but all I saw around me where fields and more fields, not something that could hide a bustling city.
Then again, Oxnard is not exactly bustling.
And before I knew it, I ran smack into the 101! That was easy!
I never did see Downtown Oxnard...
I took the 101 Southbound (really more like East by Southeast bound) and looked for some place to eat at.
Remembering how much coyoteseven and I had enjoyed our dinner there, I kicked myself for not
checking where I could find Red Robins on my way back to L.A. before leaving for my roadtrip.
Maybe 5 minutes after I had that thought, the 101 entered Calabasas and I spotted a tall Red Robin sign!
Like, no way eh!
I exited at once and cruise through Old Town Calabasas to reach said Red Robin.
A tasty meal was had: clam chowder, and a whiskey river BBQ chicken wrap with bottomless fries.
Some nice hot food after a sunny but somewhat chilly day.
Afterwards, I drove home and got there in record time, thanks to the light Sunday night traffic.

Well, it had worked. I certainly felt refreshed.