Well, I honestly thought things would slow down after the Halloween weekend – you’d think I would learn. Still working hard each day to de-battery all the props, break them down and get them stowed back away in the tubs/boxes. Fortunately, I did really well on those grade school spacial relationship tests. School counselor, “Have you considered a career at Mayflower?“. Some of my time is being siphoned off thanks to having to build new shelving in the outbuilding – apparently I went a bit overboard (Linda says “a bit” is a gross understatement) acquiring new props while I was sequestered in the guest bedroom due to the ankle surgery – Ted over at TJPhoto (link here) even warned me about that. Add in trying to get Ruger qualified for the CPE agility nationals, therapy and all the homestead chores I delayed due to the haunted trail event and …well, a perfect time to feature another of Brad’s adventures. Take care everyone, I should be caught up…umm, relatively caught…up…ehhh, somewhat caught up..ah hell, I think I need to go back to work so I can get all that free time back I used to have ha!
Take it away Brad!….
Jan and I were on a trip to see a few of the National Parks near the West Coast. If you haven’t been to see the flora and fauna of the Sierra Nevada Mountains, you really need to. My mind is still reeling over the scale, on both ends, of what we saw. Tiny brightly colored birds flitting amongst ginormous Sequoias over 250 feet tall. I think Warbler Neck could just as easily be renamed Sequoia Neck.
While we were there, it would have been a shame not to see the Pacific Ocean since it was only a few miles from where we were staying near Anaheim. I mean after all, it’s the Pacific Ocean! It covers nearly 1/3 (over 30%) of the surface of the entire Earth. An actual and verifiable fact.
On our last day in California, Jan and I took a side trip to Newport Beach to see the ocean. As we got closer and closer to the beach, I noticed the price for parking kept rising and rising. Finally, a spot opened up that only cost a pittance by West Coast standards (the equivalent of two café lattes and a bran muffin) to park before 10am. Our thought was to leave the big cameras in the car and simply walk along the beach for a few minutes, just to enjoy the sand and the ocean.
After crossing 50 yards of flat sand, Jan and I came to the ocean’s edge. I felt bad for the few people sitting on their surfboards just a few yards offshore waiting for a wave; the ocean was flat calm. I’ve seen larger waves in mill ponds. Jan and I had not expected to take any photos of shore birds on our five-minute beach stop, so we left the big cameras in the car.

Here at Intrigued, we call that foreshadowing…
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