Roger here... The trip through the hot, hot deserts of Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, and California were definitely worth it. We finally arrived in Morro Bay on the Central Coast of California, where we connected with our very talented oldest daughter, Robyn, and her amazing and equally talented husband, Atul. Robyn and Atul drove up from LA to meet us for three wonderful days.
Chronologically, this is not easy to write --- many overlapping themes. Sooo.... I will attempt to compose this particular post by those themes.
TUCSON TO MORRO BAY...
We made several extremely hot desert stops in Ehrenburg, AZ, and Desert Hot Springs and Lebec, CA along the way. When we merged onto "the" 5 from " the" 210 from "the" 10 (California talk), we merged into a parking lot of Fourth of July holiday traffic returning home. I enjoyed humming the theme from LA Story while Dianne rolled her eyes.
As we eventually gained some speed, wildfires became an ever-present feature. This photo shows our hard-working heroes protecting us on a scorched slope.
We spent the night at the top of what is known to all people in LA as the "Grapevine". It was a beautiful, albeit warm, stop in a higher altitude in the fringe of the LA area.
The next morning, we set an all-time record for towing our Airstream --- 40 mpg! This occurred after several miles of towing. Unfortunately, we got gas at the top of the Grapevine, so the "after refuel" numbers were all downhill. It was fun anyway, watching our mpg go up - up - up!
OUR CAMPSITE FOR FOUR NIGHTS...
After passing through the wine country of Paso Robles we arrived at our destination, Morro Bay, where the temperature was in the mid-60s --- what a relief! (Our first comfortable temperatures since weeks before we left our hot home in Mission, Texas -- D.)
Our campsite was in the middle of the continuous activity of beach-goers.
|No problem here. No grass to be found :-)|
We took the dogs to the beach after setting up the campsite. It was conveniently accessible from the
back of the campground.
|Up the hill we go. Lots of steps!|
|A little later in the evening and further up the hill, WOW!|
|Dianne's Black Bean Tostada|
|Dianne identified this fluffy chick on a Morro Rock ledge as a Western Gull. It was so camouflaged! Once she saw one, others became visible over all points of the rock.|
You cannot walk all the way around the rock, but before reaching the end, hundreds of man-made cairns appear. Just think of the efforts of all the people who assembled these interesting works of art.
(There were arches and bridges and every rock combination you could imagine. So fun! -- D.)
|You cannot tell from this photo, but I am trying to highlight a "bridge."|
Our time with Robyn and Atul was exceptional. We feel so fortunate to have had this time with them after our year of virtual isolation due to the pandemic.
The parting shots show our furry family:
|Please don't force me to look at any more rocks! -- Bandido says|