Been a quiet week as far as actual travel and trailer stuff goes, because the focus has been on friends and catching up with them, along with a lot of beach walking, and getting Christmas presents mailed to the great-nieces.
Some people might think I am here for the month of December for the holidays, but to be honest, I booked this month in Santa Cruz so that I would not miss the 11th birthday of one very special young man. I’ve been to every single birthday of his, and this one was as joyous as all the rest, celebrating a tiger who overcame being born way too early and way too small. That’s him on the left, with his little brother, at Chuck E. Cheese, a place that, trust me, I would only go into for his birthday.
I spent most of the week camped out at Seacliff State Beach, which is right on the beach. That’s both bad (people walk on the boardwalk from sunrise to sunset and often have loud conversations as they pass within a few feet of the campers) and good. The good is I got to watch pelicans, my favorite bird, out my windows every damn day. Man, it felt like Christmas come early to look up from doing dishes and see a pelican fly by!
A couple of my beach walks took me down to Rio del Mar beach and the concrete ship (or what remains of it) at the Aptos pier. Turns out the pelicans really like this spot and so I zoomed in on them with my best camera and biggest lens. I need an even bigger lens…
Now I’m back at New Brighton State Beach for a week, just about a mile north of Seacliff. This campsite is on a bluff above the beach, so not quite as close and I miss my daily pelican show already. I’ve already done two beach walks, one short this morning, and a longer one at dusk and low tide, walking along the bluffs all the way to Capitola (which you can’t do at high tide!).
Now it’s late on Wednesday, with big storm rolling in overnight, but I am ready for it with freshly refilled propane tanks, a fridge of fresh groceries, and a couple of good books cued up on the Kindle. Let it rain, I’m good.
A rainy day at the beach is better than a sunny day in the office.