Okay, I didn't really lose a bet, but I stopped in Castroville all the same. Anyway.

If you're okay with leaving muddy webbed footprints in the mud, you can get close to the sign.	24 minutes of parking? Not 20 or 30? Well, okay...	Clearly, the artichoke capital at least of the area (they claim the world).
The tallest thing I found in town is the steeple of the Catholic church.	Downtown. I like downtowns, even more so when it's lined with brick buildings.	It seems miniature golfing is more popular than tennis. Go figure.