While sound asleep at 8 AM, I got a call that in 12 minutes, twenty Ferraris were heading to the top of the mountain then to Stinson Beach.
Although I'd stayed up till 3 AM, I decided I 'd get dressed and drive along for half an hour. I still need to go to work at 11 AM. I catch a few in the group, and while they pull off to look at their directions I assure them I know the way. They follow. Well, apparently my info was not perfect but I had a blast. Sorry for the bad info to you Ferrari guys. At least it was a good drive, not like I placed you in stop and go freeway traffic.
They all caught up at breakfast.
Here is how it looked from my car.