everything is far

Ahoy,

So we exited the Park through the Fresno side because the RRS wanted oysters. Since it was early in the day and we were in no hurry, this gave us the opportunity to make stops along the way. The skies cleared and temperature went up as we made our way down the mountain. Despite our relatively gloomy weekend, I was in no hurry to return to the blinding sunshine of CA. We stopped at a fruit stand and bought a bunch of fruit that would have been much more expensive in the city. The fruit was delicious. I would love to frequent these stands. Too bad they are far away in the middle of nowhere. We looped over to Palos Robles that turned out to be farther than we thought and just as interesting as watching paint dry. At last, we could smell the sea breeze at Morro Bay. We had stopped there before for oysters. We ended up going to the one and only place we've ever patronized and probably will ever patronize. It was all so yummy in my tummy, and there was live music, and it was outdoor seating right over the water. You can't beat that.

One our way back down to LA we stopped for ice cream at Santa Barbara. You can never go wrong with ice cream. The town gave us a sort of snooty vibe, which is not typical of most beach towns and we decided it was not for us. Just the ice cream was for us.

We got home later than we thought and I would have been happy to just shower and tuck in, but the RRS wanted to cook. Sometimes he's handy to have around.

fastidiously towed,
jt