Sun 17/6 – 6367 steps
Happy Father’s Day
From Lake Tahoe we took a treacherous road back to the coast. It was very narrow and twisted and there were roadworks along the pavements, which made negotiating the turns in a RV quite challenging to say the least. In addition, there was a large group of cyclists tackling the hills and no bike lane. We had one or 2 near misses, but managed to get to the other end unscraped. California is huge and the scenery is so varied. Dry as anything, unless there is irrigation. Then the farming is on a scale we cannot even begin to comprehend.
There was a KOA RV camp in Moss Landing, so we decided to go there for 2 nights. KOA is a RV campsite chain and you can prebook, you know what you getting, laundry facilities, etc. When we arrived, my heart sank, I was expecting a beach side camp, and we were stuck in the middle of a small harbor, next to a power station with 2 chimneys. However, the owners were so pleasant and the campsite so well organized, they told us where to go and watch the whales, where to eat etc.
So we walked to the beach, it was humming with families enjoying the last of the sun. Then we saw the water sprays, dolphins and whales. Loads of them. We sat on a log and lost ourselves for a while.
Then we went to Phil’s Fish market. When we saw the queues out the door we thought we should find somewhere else. Everywhere we have been to date, they make you wait to be seated and we thought the queue was for a table. But Phil’s works differently. You queue up, place your order, find a table and they bring you your food. So I found a table and David found the bar and we sat down to a bottle of wine till most of the rush was over. Phils is famous because his cioppina beat Bobby Flay’s in a Throwdown challenge. So we decided to try it, along with clam chowder in a breadroll and fish and prawns, most of which took home for lunch.
It ended up being a most pleasurable stay and the chimneys of the unused power plant, became quite poignant in the skyline.
David’s comment of the day: “Why is it whenever there is a cyclist in the middle of the road, it is an old man?”
What I learnt: Four daughters need more space than three sons
Kim's journey 