As rains and flooding continue to impact our friends in Colorado, we are in sunny Cayucos, a quaint village along the central California coast. The drinking water is safe but nasty on pipes, so we use the 25 cent/gallon water refill stations for all our water.
While walking thru Morro Bay we talk and pray with the pastor of a nearby church, and decide to attend. Turns out to be a great church service at Shoreline Calvary Chapel in Morro Bay with Pastor Jack preaching and Rob leading praise and worship. The following Saturday, we had a lot of fun helping the church with their cleanup and construction day.
Bicycling 45 miles along the coastline to San Simeon Pier and back allows time to ponder how creative and marvelous God is, how he created all this variety and beauty. At San Simeon pier, a gentleman carrying a white/red cane (indicating he is blind or nearly so) gets my attention when he walks over by himself and strikes up a conversation about my bike. Allen, it turns out, can sort of see about 20 feet, so he and his wife Ann ride recumbent bicycles (reclining styles), and he follows closely behind her. I’m in awe at the adventuresome nature of people we meet! Blind, yet bicycles on his own while following his wife.
After a good nap, Sherry and I drive back to a few miles beyond the pier to watch the Elephant Seals. Comical and interesting to watch them. So many! The seals seem to always be there.
As we start to leave the Elephant Seals, we notice the look on the man’s face next to our car of “OMG! I locked my keys in the car!” We’re on this adventure to meet people and help, so we stick around for an hour loaning our cell phone so he can get help, and getting them out of the chilling wind into our car. Turns out Mike and Natalie flew in from Canada to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary, and rented the car. Long story short, tow truck arrives, and gets the keys out of the trunk for them. Memorable anniversary!
Other days we walk on beach, play guitar, and play cards with neighbors Troy and Ada. One day we drive Hwy 1 along the coast thru Big Sur up to Monterey. Gorgeous cliffs next to the ocean. In Pebble Beach we drive the 17 mile drive that has all the golf courses, exquisite homes, and shoreline like nowhere else we’ve seen. Usually the temperature is about 75 degrees. Today was 80, and seemed almost hot. We joke about how we best not tell our friends about how hot it is, when their temps are 90 and above!
Bonk! Ow my head! We joke about how sometimes our trailer is like living in a submarine. And it’s our home! Until next week when we travel northward some more…