Showing posts with label Pillar Point. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pillar Point. Show all posts

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Radar Love



I intended to do an ACTC ride today but one step outdoors into the cold, damp dreary air, I said, "Screw that." I decided to have a day of something different. So, first I made Jerusalem artichoke soup. It is neither from Jersusalem nor an artichoke. It's part of the Sunflower family yet it tastes somewhat like an artichoke. Go figure. My, that's a big ping pong ball in the above photo, eh, and nothing to do with the story so far.




Next, I watched a t.v. production (Masterpiece Theatre) of Count Dracula. When the Count seduces Lucy, it's to die for. :) Today's passion though was to visit a place I've been meaning to go for quite some time. That ping pong ball is really Pillar Point United States Air Force Station, and the northern most instrumentation site of Vandenberg A.F.B. Wow, I must be a librarian to know such things. No, there was a sign ....






Naturally The Boyfriend regrets that he had business to attend to and could not join me.







Being at the beach turned a gloomy day into a romantic outing. Especially as I thought about that seduction scene from Count Dracula.




The wind kicked up, a few rain drops fell and it was time to leave. And coming soon -the regular scheduled programming of my cycling adventures....

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Along the Coast







A lovely sunny day (finally) for a visit to the coast. Here I am driving on 92 to Half Moon Bay. The kind of day when you want to drive with the convertable top down and feel the wind in your hair except of course, I drive a Toyota Corolla.






I've arrived, happy and all smiles.





Princeton by the Sea, in the distance. People wanted to talk to me. An elderly gentleman closed my car door for me.







Along Pillar Point. A surfer boy stopped to talk to me. Oh my God, I can't believe I giggled like a schoolgirl. Wet suit -- it does a body good.







A long time ago, a wasp stung the bottom of my foot here.





Above, Fitzgerald Marine area. I couldn't find the tide pools.









I took a lot of photos and it was hard choosing which ones to post.

Tomorrow, the rain may return, so, I'm thinking a day at the Cantor Arts Center at Stanford University viewing Durer to Picasso among other exhibits will do nicely.