Day 4 – Sunday
Sunday morning we got up and rode our bikes to Paris Bakery. I thought we were breaking my rule of never eating at a place on vacation that we have in Wichita, but then I realized that the one 2 blocks from our house in Wichita is actually called Paris Baguette. Similar but not the same. They had so many yummy creations it was hard to decide. I ended up getting a quiche and a chai latte. And a blueberry scone. Bruce got a cranberry/apple scone and a small espresso. I’m pretty sure he must have had a small breakfast at the condo before we left. Did I mention that he has woken up around 3 AM every morning since we’ve been here? And when Bruce wakes up, he gets up. None of that trying to go back to sleep stuff.
After our delicious breakfast we decided to ride the other way on the bike path than we had gone on Friday. This path took us through this little mini forest where someone had cut down some cypress trees and ground them up into piles of mulch. It smelled SO good!
Past the forest the path kind of turned into a sidewalk and was pretty boring. Until we saw this little side detour and wondered where it went. Well, it was a steep paved path up a hill. Pretty sure it was 10 or 20% grade. You know, the kind Bruce warned me about on our trip across the country. Trucks would have been down shifting. OK maybe it wasn’t quite that steep. Bruce zoomed right up it and I slowly, slowly made it up myself after my instructor told me to shift to the easiest “spinniest” gear. BUT the view at the top was totally worth it. Plus then we got to go down hill which was kinda fun. Bruce clearly enjoyed it more than I did. I had to keep reminding him that he wasn’t on his road bike and he wasn’t wearing a helmet. We opted to live on the edge and skip the helmets because we were not going that fast. Turns out hardly anyone we saw riding bikes wore helmets. But luckily several wore masks. California culture? Safety first.
We had stopped at one point and watched some surfers trying to surf the short waves. Seeing them gave Bruce a hankering to get in the water. And body surf. When we got back to our condo he changed into his suit and we walked down our beach until he found some waves that looked promising. It was probably 55 degrees out. He headed into the water and got about waist deep, then decided it was too cold. I love it when he decides to think about consequences and that he chose not to risk a heart attack.
That night we went to dinner at a restaurant on the wharf called the Sandbar Grill, which several people had recommended to us. We thought we ought to eat some seafood while we were here. This place was great. I think it was actually floating on the water. We had a nice view of the marina. And the food was great! After dinner we walked back down to the end of the wharf to see if the seals were still there. A few were, but not as many as before. God gave us another amazing sunset. This was the pastel wrap-around kind that doesn’t stop in the west but lights up the whole sky. Wowza! Thanks God!
I just noticed that a lot of my pictures have that little white circle & exclamation point. I think that is from opening my pictures when I didn’t have internet. Weird.
After dinner we stopped by Stan & Mary’s to borrow a wetsuit from Devin. Oh you thought Bruce had given up on body surfing. Oh No! Not my husband. Just going for plan B tomorrow. It was nice because Haddie & Lottie and their families were there, so we got to visit a little more.
