The nicest thing about traveling the Pacific coast highway is the ability to stop where one pleases. It helps if your companion is agreeable. …very agreeable. I stop for lighthouses even when they aren’t. We got fooled.
But, it was still a good photo op. And then there are the strangest things you find on the hillside. Was it a house overlooking the Pacific? Or was it a bunker…? Real lighthouses were always welcome. Fake lighthouse? It worked. I stopped to look.