On Saturday we took a half day trip to the beach. We spent the morning at Montara State Beach. Here's an edited excerpt from a yelp review that does it justice:
"You know how you see a movie scene where people are on a secluded beach,
and you snort with disgust knowing such a thing doesn't exist? Cuz
every time you go to a... beach it's filled with trash, screaming
kids, obese dudes in Speedos,... and, if you're lucky,
some dead animals? Yeah. Well bibbity bobbity boo...!!!!!! Montara State Beach has got to be the closest thing I've
ever seen to a private beach... The problem with this... beach is the staircase of death leading down to the beach... Speaking of death, this might not be a swim beach. Only go swimming here if you've always wondered what it would be like to drown."
Many thanks to Tracey W. of St. Louis for her colorful and accurate description. Those stairs were harrowing--especially with our stroller, 2 blankets, towel, baby bag, and Mario's camera gear. Oh, and the baby. But it was great exercise. Windham went to town crawling around in the soft, cool sand and ate a ton of it, despite Mario and my best efforts to thwart him.
We hit the Fitzgerald Marine Reserve in Moss Beach, CA around noon for low tide. The tide pools are a very short walk from the parking lot. The beach was rocky and pretty crowded, but the tide pools were neat. We saw some seals at the far end of the beach, too.
Our last stop was Sam's Chowder House for lunch. Then bumper-to-bumper traffic to get out of town. The traffic was backed up for miles and at a total stand-still coming into town, so we were glad we came in the morning. It was the perfect day trip.For a few more photos Mario took, click here.
