We met Lorna and Steve back in Lima. Californians driving a 1970 LandRover. They are finishing up their 18-month trip and are now trying to ship their vehicle back to Eureka. Luckily, we were able to catch up with them on their way up the coast.
We met them in our old haunt of El Quisco, if for no other reason than we could direct them to it. It’s taken a while, but the place is losing it’s appeal to us. After all, there isn’t really much to do here. The pink place on the beach just sold, so we can’t daydream about it anymore. It must have just been a ‘right place at the right time’ sort of deal. Still, the tide pools and beach kept us entertained.
It was Steve’s birthday, so we celebrated with him cooking us a huge roast. They also introduced us to hote – wine and coke – just the way the locals drink it.
It was a fun and laid back few days, and when the weather cooperated, we did some serious tide-pooling and rock scrambling.