Ocean Life

I think there might be a saying about how blue the Pacific Ocean is, but I can’t remember it and my internet searching skills for something unknown are lacking. Anyway there should be a saying about how blue and large it is – something about how the pacific doesn’t ever forget. But then I think that’s an elephant.


I have been staying and driving along the coast of CA for almost two weeks now. I drove up from San Diego to San Luis Obispo, where my sister lives. I was going to take Highway 1 all the way up the coast, but…um…CA traffic stinks. Not only do CA drivers stop and look at anything on the side of the road – people, old tires - they’re bad drivers to boot.

San Luis Obispo was a good time. I stayed there a full week and relished in the feeling of not moving. I have been moving on every few days for a month and a half now and to stop and stay put for a week was a treat. I will tell you the one thing I was promised on my stop was sea life and it didn’t disappoint. First we stopped at Morro Bay and I got to see sea otters just swimming around having the life. Too cute!

Then we went out to somewhere I don’t remember (I wasn’t driving) and I got my fill of seals. It was windy and chilly out there on the beach, but it was a good time watching the seals all curl up every time a wave came in so as not to have their head or tail splashed in the water. This guy was not so fortunate. We also went down a pier where they like to hang out and eat the fish leftovers that are chucked over from the seafood restaurants also on the pier. I had a slightly closer encounter than I thought I would. This little guy shot up on the pier from the water right in front of me. They may look cute, but their not so nice – a fight broke out between a few of them and I ran. Still good times.



My first night in SLO, my sister and I went to the farmer market. It was a good farmers market…and then I saw this sign and it was a great farmers market. This sign hung over a booth where a man was standing giving his two cents to the world at large. This just might beat my other favorite sign I’ve seen. It was in Utah at a gas station. It read: Lotto, Gun, Ammo, Beer. Just seemed that was an appropriate order to life.