Santa Cruz
Catching up on some of the summer activities: In the middle of August, on an impulse, we grabbed the last empty spot at the Henry Cowell campground up in the hills above Santa Cruz. We spent the weekend there hiking and goofing off, and then descended on the beach boardwalk on Monday for some intensive gut-wrenching. My cast-iron stomach has corroded badly in my old age, but I was able to keep up with Laura almost ride-for-ride.
On the way to the boardwalk, we stopped for a stroll on the UC Santa Cruz campus, which turns out to be just downhill from the campground. We saw a young deer browsing with its mom in the beautiful outdoor ampitheater there. I’m hoping this will have helped dispose the girls favorably toward going to school there, when the time comes.
Categorised as: Laura, Lilly, Travels