Pelican over Seal Beach |
Saturday, 6 October 2012
paddle surfing and doggy paddle surfing?
Seal Beach |
Dog Beach, Huntington Beach |
Newport Beach Yacht Club
Newport Beach Yacht Club - lunch |
Thursday, 4 October 2012
Queen Mary, Long Beach LA
Our stay on the Queen Mary was intended to be a treat to round off the second leg of our American adventure but there were far more negatives than positives to the experience. The most negative was the cost of all the compulsary add-ons. After enjoying generous US hospitality and welcome this was a shock to the system which didn't sit well in a setting that was supposed to give a taste of British oppulance.
The most positive was sitting on recliner deckchairs on the promenade deck sipping smuggled-aboard red wine from plastic cups taken from our cabin. We watched pelicans dive for their last fish of the day as the sky changed from blue to pink to velvet indigo complimenting a cityscape that came alive with coloured lights.
The most positive was sitting on recliner deckchairs on the promenade deck sipping smuggled-aboard red wine from plastic cups taken from our cabin. We watched pelicans dive for their last fish of the day as the sky changed from blue to pink to velvet indigo complimenting a cityscape that came alive with coloured lights.
Queen Mary: corridor to cabin |
Queen Mary: marquetry |
What...? |
Ah... this! |
Santa Barabara - home from home...
Tuesday, 2 October 2012
a niece, another cute bird & new & old missions
This was a mission... Two hours of walking uphill in the morning sun. We caught a bus for the nearly last mile and as we alighted a women said to no-one in particular, "Are you walking up there?" We know why now. It took the relative coolness of the mission's beautiful garden an hour or so for us to cool down but it was worth it.
http://www.santabarbaramission.org/
...and we came across a likeness of Anna there.
Anna? |
east & west doors of church |
ceiling light below painted decoration |
Old Mission Santa Barbara |
new version of Old Mission of Santa Barbara |
Sunday, 30 September 2012
California sun, cute birds and a full moon
We did it. We found the sun. You can just make out the bank of sea mist on the horizon to the left of the image above. It seems to be lurking, waiting for us to make the next move.
Another paddle in the Pacific. This time it was sunny and I was joined by these cute birds. They kept darting in and out to fish for something beneath the sand. They looked like frantic Blackpool paddlers avoiding the cold Irish Sea.
Same beach five hours later from a long wooden pier.
Highway 1, centre right |
cute birds Cayucos |
full moon over Pacific roller |
Poodles Day in Carmel; humungus humus and sea mist
Only in California? Poodle Day in Carmel. In the morning competitions, parades and pampering took place in downtown Carmel. In the afternoon the pooches could paddle and hang out on the beach. We missed the morning but were in time for relaxing near the ocean.
Our supper of humus and fries in Big Sur was so huge it fed both of us and we had half left over for the following day.
We left Big Sur around 8am and travelled along the US equivalent of France's Grande Corniche. The breathtaking ocean views and nerve-jangling drops at the side of Highway 1 were mostly hidden by sea mist or is that ocean mist? The mist lay as undulating low cloud I've only seen from an aircraft. This time it had the sound of Pacific Breakers rising from its frothiness.
[watch out Steinbeck]
Monterey Breaker |
Poodle Day: Carmel Beach |
Only in California? Poodle Day in Carmel. In the morning competitions, parades and pampering took place in downtown Carmel. In the afternoon the pooches could paddle and hang out on the beach. We missed the morning but were in time for relaxing near the ocean.
Humus Starter |
Our supper of humus and fries in Big Sur was so huge it fed both of us and we had half left over for the following day.
sea mist |
more sea mist |
Whale Watcher Cafe in sea mist |
Noodles of Whale Watcher Cafe avoiding sea mist |
We left Big Sur around 8am and travelled along the US equivalent of France's Grande Corniche. The breathtaking ocean views and nerve-jangling drops at the side of Highway 1 were mostly hidden by sea mist or is that ocean mist? The mist lay as undulating low cloud I've only seen from an aircraft. This time it had the sound of Pacific Breakers rising from its frothiness.
[watch out Steinbeck]
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