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| It was a lovely day in Carpinteria |
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| start and end of Ortega Hill segment between Santa Barbara and Summerland |
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| Primitive construction in front of sophisticated home of great complexity and expense (not shown) |
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| Rotting rebar in ancient concrete seawall |
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| Ancient seawall |
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| More of the same |
Slight travel day: Santa Barbara to Ojai.
G does something in the main house kitchen at something like 4 am and goes to work in the dark. K, S and I get up at a normal hour and G soon returns. We all walk a pretty long way south on what is called Miramar Beach - almost to Summerland. M chases tennis balls launched from an atlatl by me, some in the ocean some in the rocks. Expensive homes. G has lunch and goes back to Oprah Bob's.
K says something that makes me think I should bike to Ojai. Sharon hangs around Cota street and I bike to Ojai - 42 miles takes me 4 1/2 hours. Some of that time is for a very nice cappuccino at Jack's Bistro and "Famous Bagels" in Carpinteria long ago frequented by large numbers of Langley Middle School 8th graders on Mr. Bergquist infamous field expeditions, some of it is for the double malt malt at Fosters down the street and some of it is out of Carp to the south a few miles where I found myself befuddled by the apparent need to bike on U.S. Highway 101 which I much felt to be wrong and had a hard time finding to be right.
BTAIM I was beating my way up the last few miles of the Ventura River Bike Way only to see S biking the other way. She had meant to go to our friend SD's house in downtown Ojai but had become turned around; luckily she ran into me who knew a few things about geography around there. Had dinner at SD's with Sylvie and Cliff, and interestingly enough Sylvie had been an 8th grade participant in another epic and to some degree infamous field expedition to San Francisco in the golden era of such things. We discussed some perspectives on that experience which she had been unaware of.
We all five of us agreed we would meet at the Coffee Connection in the adjacent village of Meiners Oaks the next morning at 9 am and proceed by car to the Choriza Plane 90 odd miles northeast where a bounty of wild flowers grew on the San Andreas Fault. This seems a jolly and fruitful excursion from which S and I will likely rest overnight in our current digs and blast out to Palm Springs for a late luncheon with MG at La Perlita "The Little Pearl".
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| La Perlita |
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