Over a Week on the Road

8.9.10 Gaviota

We really needed a break from running and needing to be somewhere or get the Airstream ready to go. We have been working so hard for so long... either on the road somewhere or needing to get the “job” done. The campground was noisy and people were needing to pack up and pull out for the weekend. We had made reservations to stay until Monday morning, so we did not need to get going early. But I could not sleep in as I liked. Then about mid morning I felt a deep need to go back to bed. It was still cold and foggy and I felt as if it there was nothing else to do but get under the covers, read a little and go to sleep again, and that is what I did.

When I woke up the fog was starting to burn off. I went and walked on the beach at high tide. It will always be part of childhood smells and memories. The ocean in summer in southern California, the seaweed, the seagulls, the strong conglomeration of people from all backgrounds and walks of life from all over the world. The wind was strong but not too strong and most everyone had some kind of sweatshirt or jacket on. It was low tide and I could walk much further than before because the tide was exposing more of the beach. I went out on the pier and watched all the people fishing and stared down at their lines to see if I could see any fish. I enjoyed watching the play of their lines... I saw one man catch a small fish. He did not throw it back.

We took our 25cent showers and then went back into Santa Barbara for a small and delicious dinner at George and Salle's. It was my brother Pat, his wife Kathleen, my niece Erin, my sister in law Julie and George and Salle. It was a wonderful time of rehashing the wedding and saying goodbye until the next family event that brings us all together again. Lots of laughing, great food and the crazy and wonderful bond of family.