California Pacific Coast
There have been a few times over the past 4 months of traveling when I’ve been tempted to turn around and go back to Minnesota, but my daughters have said, “Mom, what about California? We’ve got to make it to California!” Seeing the cliffs towering over the ocean, the giant redwood trees, and the scenic drive up the coast on Hwy 1 have been a long-time dream of ours. After the past 2 weeks on the California coast, I’m so grateful we made it all the way to the west coast.
Our California adventure started and ended in Palm Desert. Sandwiched in between this beginning and ending, we saw Joshua Tree, San Diego, Los Angeles, Pismo Beach, Santa Cruz, Watsonville, and San Francisco. In this post, I’ll focus on LA and Santa Cruz. In my next post, I’ll move on to San Francisco.
Los Angeles
The traffic and cost of parking in large cities has been something I wasn’t prepared for. We got our first taste in LA, but were only there for one day, so it didn’t really sink in until we got to San Francisco. Having a van with a luggage topper makes parking in most parking ramps impossible. We lucked out when our friends Tony and Tiffany had a parking space that fit our vehicle. I am now realizing that free parking is something I’ve taken for granted up to this point.
We met Tony and Tiffany through our mutual friends in St Paul. They moved to LA to pursue Tiffany’s acting career about a year ago. Tony was a great tour guide. He showed us Griffith Park, where we got a good view of the Hollywood sign and did some hiking. Ivy was thrilled about the Hollywood sign and wanted to take a lot of pictures. She kept asking where all the pop stars were? Unfortunately, we didn’t run into anyone famous.
After our hike, Tiffany joined us for a walk through their neighborhood and dinner at a great restaurant. I wish I would have taken more pictures, but I was living in the moment and completely focused on our conversation.
Santa Cruz
We had two days in Santa Cruz. We spent the night at a hotel in the neighboring town of Watsonville. At the time of our stay, the hotel was a temporary home to those displaced by the recent flooding in Monterrey county. It was the only pet friendly hotel in the area, so almost everyone seeking shelter had a pet. It was sad to see the loss and grief in the faces of the folks sitting in the lobby whose homes had been lost or damaged by the flooding.
We met Mark’s DJ friend, Andy Acker, at a place called Natural Bridges State Beach in time for the sunset. I instantly fell in love with the waves crashing onto the rocky cliffs. We admired the multi-million dollar homes along Cliff Drive and noticed the contrast between those homes and the surfers living in their vans parked across the street. “Van life” was something I’d heard about, but had never seen up close. We saw a lot of groups of 3-4 young people sitting on the rocks overlooking the ocean, playing their guitars and waiting for the sunset.
Andy showed us his favorite taco truck next to the Humble Sea Brewery, and we caught him up on our trip. He and Mark swapped old DJ stories and made us laugh. By the end of our short time together, the girls were calling him “Uncle Andy”.
Here is some video of the waves near Santa Cruz so you can get a better feel for the beauty of the coast.