- Jack wakes up the next morning having slept in the white sand next to the creek.
- Looking up the bridge he crossed last night, he can see why he was so scared – it looks like a thousand foot sheer drop down the ocean from there.
- The scene terrifies him, especially when he notes the car underneath the bridge that fell through the rail and crashed down 1,000 feet.
- He can't understand why Big Sur has a reputation of being beautiful when it is in fact so fearful in its "Blakean groaning roughrock Creation throes, those vistas when you drive the coast highway on a sunny day opening up the eye for miles of horrible washing sawing."