Dad and Hoodi
Ah summer…swimming, surfing, camping, wildfires. There was a wildfire in Goleta, about 15 minutes from where we had our camping reservations (El Captian State Beach). We made many phone calls and almost didn’t go, but as Karen pointed out, I sounded rather insistent Monday night “I NEED TO GO CAMPING”. So Clarke and I were sent to scout out the situation. There was some smoke and fog in Carpenteria and Goleta, but Santa Barabara was oddly clear. When we got to the campsite, you wouldn’t have known there was a fire. It was actually even a bit chilly. The rest of the fam came up the next day and the eight of us took over the group campsite (minimum 10 people, oops). We had a great week of relaxing, swimming, surfing, biking. Clarke paddled from El Cap to Refugio (about 3 miles) and back while Meagan and I walked along the (closed) bike path. On the return trip she and I decided to walk along the beach instead. Well, the tide wasn’t too high, but there were some spots where we had to hoist our backpacks over our heads and swim a bit. The day we all went to Sands for surfing, there was none. So Meagan and I had a grand time surfing the 6 inch waves and trying to tandem surf. It was a great vacation, exactly what I needed. On the drive home Dad, Karen and I detoured to Frazier Park to see Aunt Pammy in
You Can’t Take It With You. She was brilliant! I hadn’t seen her act in quite a while, what a treat!
