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Wrong Way Feldman Strikes Again!

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Rusty and I took a brief trip to Hollister a couple of days ago to pick up supplies. Little did we know it was the annual July 4th Hollister Bike Rally




Lots of cool bikes all over the place and signs in every store "Bikers Welcome". It's the first real traffic we've had since we've parked here on Monday afternoon. Of course, we hadn't left the place so there's that!

So then last night we decided to take a drive to Moss Landing. Again we weren't thinking about what weekend it was, but off we went. We couldn't believe how much traffic there was. Once we hit Highway 1 it was non-stop. Rusty really wanted a burger but we couldn't really find anything other than fast food so we decided to pull over and take a look at Google maps. That's when Rusty sees the Zmudowski State Beach sign.

The beach was 2 miles away through strawberry fields.



The smell was amazing, I swear it will be my go to meditation place from now on. It was overcast and the berries were ripe. We saw critters every where pigging out on the piles of berries pickers had discarded. It was such a juxtaposition from the crazy traffic on PCH. This one lane road through the fields. And then boom! We pop out at a massive sand dune - on the other side of the dune was the ocean. Grey and misty but quiet. We saw a fishermen and a couple, but the beach was pretty empty. A couple of sea lions showed up just 20 feet away from us. We must have watched the birds trying to feed on the most massive sand crabs I've ever seen for an hour.

We walked around the estuary a bit and then decided to head back to our burger hunt. Rusty was really enjoying driving back and was going so slow we saw this Muskrat



I've never seen one before. He was in this small pond with a couple of strange birds that I still need to identify. He was mucking with a big stick and didn't care a lick that we were there watching him.

I told Rusty this was my goal. This is what I wanted my retirement to be. Going with the flow and seeing things that normally we would speed past as we hurried from one thing to another. Things that you think are important but really aren't.

Now I am at peace

xoxox
Julie


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