The last surgery for our beloved family member was on Monday. It could not have gone better!
Now if life will simply revert back to Plan A, we’ll be back on our horsey track soon! Thanks for hanging in with us.
We stuffed the week before the surgery with all kinds of goodies, especially visual ones. (Eye surgery: you’d wake up seeing…or not.) The need to view gorgeousness called for a trip to the ocean on Coleman Valley Road. If you are ever in Northern California, and are not intimidated by drives that some describe as harrowing, write me, and I’ll tell you how to find the road. Usually only travelled by locals and Lance Armstrong-type bicyclists.
Then we got back in the car for more:
We ended up here, at Coleman Beach:
We did not walk down to the “beach” (Air quotes: reflect lack of sand, level of wave danger, and absurd amount of jagged rocks) because the path fell off. Literally.
Sadly, our govenor cut the parks budget, so there is no “You Are About to Fall to An Untimely Death” sign.
From there, we drove to The Dog House for the best hotdogs EVer (and all you can eat fries!). Then back to Bodega Head, where we climbed the cliff below.
Pictured is the only section not bristling with binoculors, sunhats, chairs, zoom lenses and folding tables holding whale bones. (It’s whale watching season.) One of the kids innocently (uh-huh) pointed at a far rock submerged in the ocean and said “Look! A whale!!!”, giving about 50 people instant whiplash.
FYI, those are house sized rocks, not whale sized rocks.
Looking to the right:
A wonderful day, a wonderful outcome, a good life!