Last week, we took a couple of family excursions. First, we headed back to Santa Cruz (sans Maisie), figuring this trip had to go better than our first. Luckily, it did! We enjoyed our time eating and meandering downtown. However, our trip that followed a couple of days later went even better.
Through the magic of social media, Tyler discovered a beach frequented by The Big Dog Bus. From visiting the feed, you can clearly see that this beach (a.k.a. Fort Funston) is a place where big dogs go to frolick and fraternize. Since we have a Berner, we thought, “We should go!”
Unfortunately, the day we decided to go, Tyler was NOT feeling the family trip. I think he explained that he didn’t get a great night’s sleep. Unfortunately for him, after four and half months of pretty much never sleeping through the night, I was NOT sympathetic. =)
Nonetheless, he was a real trooper and volunteered to drive to the beach. Given that we went mid-day AND during the week, we were impressed with how full the parking lot appeared to be once we arrived. After Maisie and H were strapped in (each to a different apparatus), we headed down to the beach.
The walk to the shore was about half of a mile on sand. While the path wasn’t the prettiest, perhaps, it was fun running into a myriad of dogs along the way and watching Maisie sniff out (pun intended) who she wanted to be friends with.
The real fun happened when we hit the water though. It immediately reminded both of us of our time on the Oregon coast; it was cool and a little foggy, and about halfway through our walk along the shoreline, we spotted whales!
H loved it as well. She was constantly peeking out of her carrier to take in the sights and figure out where the heck she was. In fact, her little brain was so overwhelemd by all of the new sights and sounds that she fell asleep halfway through our walk.
Fortunately for her, we will definitely be going back!