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Dec. 22nd, 2008 12:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senoritafishGareth wanted to try to fly kites Saturday, and Avalon's had gotten its tail tangled up with a bunch of kite string. By the time I got that mess unraveled, it was an hour or two before sundown. Instead of parking on one of the residential streets across from the beach, for some reason I chose to park right on PCH where the parking meters are, which I was chagrined to see have increased their fees. A quarter only gets you 10 minutes, and the time of day they were active used to end at 6 p.m., it now extends to midnight. And the damn thing didn't register 50¢ of the coins I put in, so it ripped me off.
Anyhow, we got down on the sand and I took my clogs off as I hate walking in sand-filled shoes. There is what looks like a riverbed cutting through the beach to the water where storm run-off from the recent rain has cut a path. There are three foot sand cliffs where the water cut through the berm. The sand was freezing and my toes were getting numb, so I forbade any getting near the water, as someone always gets soaked, even when they're not supposed to get any wetter than their knees.
We had left the kites in the car because the wind was absolutely dead (probably because we'd brought kites). But once we got to the beach's berm, we did get to watch a pod of wild dolphins swim by. The kids had never seen wild ones before, but I noticed birds circling and told them to watch the water below them. Sure enough, dorsal fins surfaced in groups, and once I saw a little one leap clear of the water. The kid's attention had shifted to chasing each other around by that time, so they missed it.
I like the beach in winter time - although I suppose it wasn't actually winter just then, but the last day of fall. It's nearly deserted except for a few who've come to watch the sunset and some devoted surf fishermen. I only saw one surfer.
Anyhow, we got down on the sand and I took my clogs off as I hate walking in sand-filled shoes. There is what looks like a riverbed cutting through the beach to the water where storm run-off from the recent rain has cut a path. There are three foot sand cliffs where the water cut through the berm. The sand was freezing and my toes were getting numb, so I forbade any getting near the water, as someone always gets soaked, even when they're not supposed to get any wetter than their knees.
We had left the kites in the car because the wind was absolutely dead (probably because we'd brought kites). But once we got to the beach's berm, we did get to watch a pod of wild dolphins swim by. The kids had never seen wild ones before, but I noticed birds circling and told them to watch the water below them. Sure enough, dorsal fins surfaced in groups, and once I saw a little one leap clear of the water. The kid's attention had shifted to chasing each other around by that time, so they missed it.
I like the beach in winter time - although I suppose it wasn't actually winter just then, but the last day of fall. It's nearly deserted except for a few who've come to watch the sunset and some devoted surf fishermen. I only saw one surfer.
