Back when I was considerably younger and owned a Datsun 2000 Roadster, I used to occasionally drive over to Marin from Oakland early on nice Sunday mornings with only the tonneau cover on, dressed in wool turtleneck, hooded windbreaker, watch cap and driving gloves, just so I could blast along Lucas Valley Road and by Nicasio reservoir when there was no traffic, stereo cranked ("Born to be Wild", natch, plus lots of Hendrix), ending in Pt. Reyes for breakfast. I'm more likely to ride my bicycle on those roads now, but it's still gorgeous.