We decided to go to San Francisco as tourists for a few days. Neither of us has been there on vacation, though we both visited more than once to attend professional meetings.
We took most of the day to drive north along Route 1 along the sea side of the peninsula that is home to San Francisco. We marveled at the forested areas, ranchland, and open space that stretches along the coast between Santa Cruz and Half Moon Bay. The beach I picked out to visit didn’t work out and we continued north, stopping in Pacifica to stroll the beach and get lunch. Pacifica turns out to be our kind of place.
A tiny community perched on the water, visitors may be confounded by the lack of exits from the highway into the town, but with only a little “driving around the block” we managed to find our way toward the beach and parked on a side street. A narrow lane runs along the cliffs downhill to the beach access point, and provided a lovely walk at the same time. Someone has put a lot of time and effort into landscaping this little stretch that you can see in the photo at the top of this post. On the bay side of the lane, gates open on steep stairs to houses perched on the side of the hill. What fun it would be to rent one of these!
We strolled the beach, watched the surfers and swimmers (brrr), and decided this was our kind of place. We even picked up a few pieces of beach glass, and Jonathan found a small treasure, a numbered die.
I didn’t even recall that it was overcast until I looked at our photos! We had a quick lunch of Safeway sushi, and continued on to San Francisco.
[I always choose a photo the beginning of each post. If you can’t see it, let me know and I’ll repost it here at the end.]