Hiking in Laguna Beach, California is serious. Even walking up the streets
is serious. I didn’t even know the grade could even get that steep. Our family
is pretty tight, but we don’t get to hang out that much. The first time we
pulled up to Alta Vista Canyon, the road leading up to our house, the only thing said
was a synchronized “holy shit, that's steep”. So before, after and in between surfing sessions, we filled in the gaps with some really relaxing bouts of serious
hiking.
When not scrambling on impossibly steep trails that somehow
were full of biking traffic (ouch), we walked the beach. A lot. We looked at
shells, rocks, tide pool life and tons of really cool architecture. But mostly,
we walked. Oh yeah, I definitely gaped open mouthed at all of the surfing six year old
rippers just slicing the waves to shreds.
When we were sufficiently tired and hungry, we escaped for
amazing California food. Somehow, we ended up at Newport Beach peninsula in
time for the Christmas boat and house parade. Imported snow for penguins? Yep
that happened.
By the end I was torn – sup surfing was deeply on my mind,
but I knew that Steamboat was getting hammered with snow at the same time. I guess I will
just need to leave with a resolution to once again live the surf bum life.
Maloha.
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