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Upon heading to Carpinteria we decided to stop and see Howard’s sisters for lunch in Thousand Oaks as it was on the way. My niece, Nicole, showed me her most recent short play which I cried over - it was so moving. I think it should be made into a movie.
Following a delicious Mexican lunch of spinach/mushroom enchiladas we moved on to Carpinteria State Beach.
After a length exchange with the ranger over license plate numbers for the trailer AND the car we moved on to our site, R330. The campground host stated that we were near them and had an empty space next us. Hmmm sounded promising. We had been here years ago tent camping on a large site right in the beach.
Well the full hook up section was a parking lot- we were allocated 2 spaces and the empty space was the trash bins. There was someone going through it picking out the aluminum cans. But it was a sunny afternoon and the beach was a short walk only though one more row of campers .
We took a post sunset walk in the beach- so peaceful with we saw a raccoon splashing in the white water on the beach. I walked faster and Howard went back to get a closer look. The night was very quiet and we could hear the waves of the ocean in our camper. In the morning we rode our bikes into town and had pancakes and corned beef hash and eggs while sitting at a table outside- the quiet broken once by the Amtrak passenger train going through town. Vicki Wright