a week at the beach

i am still adjusting to life on the land, getting my landlegs back.  i'm telling you each time i get near running water i feel the drift of the surf and the pull of the waves.  hey now what the hell.  we spent a long [too short] glorious week at a small, laid-back beach town called cayucos.  the town is situated about 30 miles north of san luis obispo and right next to morro bay [famous for its huge rock in the surf].  hearst castle is nearby too.  indeed while we took the cottages and kitchens tour at hearst castle leon panetta was also taking a tour, albeit privately, with a small contingent of i guess secret service [?] and park rangers.  but it was nice to see that even the powerful of our nation are also tourists too.

cayucos is the kind of town santa monica must've been in the 1950s.  if i squinted hard enough in the middle distance, between the sun and the surf, i swear i could see william asher filming another beach movie.  the town is just that cool.  i loved it there.  so did nick and anna.  we are all sunburned and had to scrub the sand from our hair.  no wifi, no movies, no newspapers, just us and the beach and the sea and a little tv with basic cable.  we were out of it and made all the richer for it.  cayucos had two surf shops, one quite oo la la in prices and another very reasonable.  behind the reasonable surf shop was a half pipe for skating.  nope, i didn't dare try to skate, i don't like pain.  i was stoked to see it anyway.  the sight of it made this old punk swell up in tears of joy.

why worry anyway as i had plenty of beer and food and the beach was right outside our patio.  i spent a few nights under the scaffolding of stars and the milky way spread into the distance.  i kept a journal and jotted a few things but otherwise i read, watched, swam and enjoyed the pace and rhythm of life in cayucos, california.

below is a video by the band cayocas.  the song is titled 'cayucos' and all the imagery is from cayucos and morro bay.  yes.  the chill sound of the music is almost like sitting at the beach in cayucos.

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