Wow, the last week of the year is here already. When I think about trying to put the whole year into a post, my head kind of explodes. As Charles Dickens wrote so long ago: It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. So I’ll just stick to the last week in this post, that much I can handle.
I did move from Sunset State Beach (and the all-night irrigation noise) to New Brighton a day early and was rewarded with this lovely sunset over Capitola.
I will never not love this place, this view from my campsite. Spend 12 years of your life in a place, and it will always feel like home.
I spent Christmas with one of my closest friends and her family, although I literally don’t have a single picture of the day. I used her camera to take photos, as the unofficial event photographer, and didn’t bother to pull out my own. So you’ll just have to imagine the excitement of kids and adults opening presents, testing out the new toys, and having a wonderful, festive dinner.
Late in the day, I met up with an old friend to take a postprandial walk around Santa Cruz Harbor. I hadn’t been there this trip so it was great to catch up with both my friend and with the state of the harbor.
Monday morning dawned cold and clear, so I bundled up, and spent a few hours walking trails in Nisene Marks, my old running grounds. It was another place I hadn’t been to yet this trip, and another friend I needed to catch up with, so the walk and talk was just what I needed.
The rest of the day was spent on errands like gas and groceries, since Tuesday was moving day. The trailer got mostly packed up on the inside, and some of the outside prep got done as well (holiday lights packed away and table and chair stowed). There was one last Aptos sunset, and I spent it playing with the reflection on my Alto.
Goodbyes are always hard, and none more so than saying goodbye to the friend who has supported me so much for so long, especially this year of losing my Dad and leaving my job. We had one last breakfast talk and neither one of us wanted it to end. We did manage to finally get a picture of us together – it only took us the whole month!
Back at the campsite, I finished breakdown of my site, and then pulled out of Aptos and Santa Cruz County for the last time in a long while, if plans go as, well, planned. It was onto Highway 101 and down to San Simeon for a few days. Still on the coast, still with the great sunsets.
Next update will be in 2017. Wow, that sounds weird.