Some miscellaneous California memories I shared with my mom on a couple of our trips together.
November 2005 – At the end of our Oregon-California Coast trip, our last stop before mom went back to Austin was in San Diego to visit my nephew and his wife.
They took us to Cabrillo National Monument, San Diego’s only national park. Mom and I both enjoy touring lighthouses and looking out at expansive ocean views.
Even though it was a sunny day, the smog was evident over the city. I hated to hear that San Diego’s air pollution is among the worst in the nation. The article I read said it’s mostly from the heavily congested roads and freeways, where the traffic jams apparently never end.
The beauty is undeniable anyway. This is Torrey Pines and I loved how the shapes of the waterline mimicked the edge of the cliff.
The sunset there was pretty incredible, too.
Kevin used to work at the Safari Park and we really had a lot of fun here. My favorite was being “attacked” by the colorful Lorikeet.
Kevin is a pilot and he flew us to some neat place just for lunch, which was special indeed. Mom was saying, “I can’t believe that’s “little Kevin” flying this plane! I think Kevin was amused…
June 2006 – On a later trip, my cousin Melinda set us up at a Napa Valley winery she worked with where we were treated like queens. Both of us said we could easily get used to such treatment!
It was a blast acting like we were wine connoisseurs and that we knew what we were talking about. “Yummy, yeah, this is great – those oak barrels really make the difference!”
I drove my motorhome over the Golden Gate Bridge! We were pretty impressed even though it was pretty much socked in by fog, which I understand is pretty usual.
We didn’t have a lot of time in San Francisco, but we did drive down Lombard Street, sometimes called the most crooked street in the world. According to this article, it’s actually the second crookedest, but #1 is also in San Francisco.
We did stop at Saint Peter and Paul Church. It was one of the most beautiful and elaborate ones I’ve ever seen.
We continued our tradition of lighting a candle for each other. Even after her passing, I continue that to this day, and I trust she sees it.
Mom and I often agreed that RVing lets us do things like this much easier than having to deal with planes and hotels. And I still treasure these memories!