Guilty? Do I feel guilty being here on the warm West Coast while most of my friends shiver and shovel? Sure. Not enough to hop the next plane back, but guilty nonetheless.
Yesterday we were invited to take a cruise into the Pacific. A friend of Stef’s has a beautiful boat docked in Marine del Rey.
I know–boating in January. Here in SoCal you can… so you do. Yesterday was unseasonably warm. Los Angeles International hit 80°!
I always though dogs were natural swimmers so I was a little surprised to see Roxie in a life vest with a handle on top. It’s possible to lift her like a dachshund handbag!
Marina del Rey has a beautiful protected harbor. A breakwater just offshore keeps the waves of winter storms out, but it wasn’t necessary yesterday. Lots of people took advantage. The number of boats and the high percentage of sailboats (most puttering slowly under power, not sail) out on this Saturday was impressive.
Once out in the open ocean the entire coastline was spread out before us. Looking north we easily saw Malibu with homes on the beach and clinging to the nearby hills and canyon walls. Catalina Island stood out to the west. We saw people playing on the beach with distant large, snow covered mountains behind them. Crazy!
And then there were the dolphins! It was dinner time for them. We saw most from a distance, but a few sprung out from the water inches from our boat. It was one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen.
When I mentioned where I’d be some Facebook friends quested I’d cut a video singing “I’m On A Boat.” Those friends will be disappointed.
