We never did make it to the famed Santa Cruz Mystery Spot, but we had plenty of mysterious things to keep us busy on our stopover in Santa Cruz. We camped on a hill near an old hippie bus, sang songs around the campfire, and had temporary visions of living on our own commune till our need for wi-fi and bar fights took over and we hi-tailed it out of there on our motorcycles. Just kidding. We'd never get that excited about wi-fi. Today's number was taken from our gracious host Nick's mailbox, which was painted up real purty.