My son is, now almost 18, is of the age of serious girlfriends. The problem is that his girlfriend is going to school in Santa Cruz and he lives with us in the foothills. There is no
airport in Santa Cruz so we hatched a plan that I could fly him to Watsonville and then he could bike the rest of the way. I was a little disappointing to learn that Watsonville really isn’t far from Santa Cruz, so we modified the plan to fly to Monterey, and he would bike from there.
The clouds were right there at the edge of the Marina airport so I did an instrument approach. It was clear by the time I left. Ney-J said the biking was very nice, with either bike path or wide shoulders the entire way.