Along the CA-58 is a little town called Tehachapi (my great-grandma would tell you there is a woman's prison there), that is so beautiful. It is full of green rolling hills, with a house on each hill. It was like something out of a movie. I wish I could've taken a picture of the houses on the hills, but I did get some pretty photos of all the green.
In addition to all of the pretty places we stopped, we also stopped at some not so pretty places. Ones with mattresses along the side of the road (yikes!). And dead animal skulls.