This weekend it into the triple digit temperature here so we escaped to Pere's family beach house where the temperature was in the high 60's, low 70's.
We call it the Channel Islands house for the name of the islands right off shore. The place is on a channel that leads to a small marina and then the ocean. We have an electric boat for tooling around the channels and a speed boat for ocean going.
The first time I came to California, when I was pregnant with Z, we stayed at the Channel Islands house and took the boat out into the ocean to scatter the ashes of Pere's older sister.
Our second year in Southern California we moved into the Channel Islands house and lived there, on the water, across the street from the beach, for two years. We went rollerblading around the marina, shopped at the harbor farmer's market, and watched the sunset from the beach day after day.
Those days Pere worked from the loft at home. Then his worked moved, very far away and we decided it was a good time to leave.
But we still go up on weekends and holidays. Fourth of July on the bridge overlooking the marina where they set off the fireworks has been a tradition since Z was one (her first 4th was on the mall in D.C.). So we will be up there next weekend too.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
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Your post is dreamy but sad. I am sorry to hear about your sister in law. I love the Channel Islands, a very special place.
Since you enjoy camping and hiking, you might enjoy a trip to Santa Cruz Island. You may not see anyone at all while you camp but you hear true “silence”. About ten years ago, we took one of the chartered cruises that was permitted to visit and brought along my copy of the Island of the Blue Dolphins.
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