California–wow!

Everyone is doing something here. This must be the most fit state in the country. People are walking, running, bicycling, surfing, playing volleyball etc etc etc. We are parked on the side of South Coast Highway 101. Across the street we can watch the ocean roll in. It’s like I am on the sidelines of a marathon or maybe the tour de France. Everyone is in great physical condition. Even the older folks are getting their exercise on.

I’d have to seriously back away from the Funyuns and ginger ale if I lived here.


Watching the surfers brings back memories of “sliding” in the winter. You sit on your sled at the top of the biggest hill you can find, push off and go whizzing down the hill at break-neck speed. The 20 seconds of exhilaration was always worth the 10 minutes of work trudging back up the hill.
 

Surfing looks very similar to sliding… paddle out, wait for a big wave, push off, ride it towards shore for 10-15 seconds and paddle back out for 5 minutes or so. Over and over until you either get bored or tired.


I saw my 3rd Sportsmobile. They’re pretty recognizable. I like em.


You’ll find pretty much every type (and size) of RV out here. This was a 20 foot 2004 Roadtrek. Small but cool.


It’s just beautiful out here. This is San Elijo State beach. <--- click


No dogs on beach. Sorry Tigger.


Tigger says… “I don’t need to go down to the beach. I can just pee on all these bushes right here.”

Welcome to Texas

We made it through Louisiana (that’s a BIG state) and are now hanging out in Canton Texas. It’s 52 degrees and cloudy. We are about an hour east of Dallas and expect to make it there tomorrow (or maybe tonight?)


Tooling along on rte 49 we came upon this trucker… or he came upon us, I forget. We were both going about the same speed… which is really annoying when you’re using cruise control and come up on slower traffic.
   

According to the writing on his truck, his name was Greg. He was hauling cows and he was MOOOO-ving. He was running around 75-80mph depending on the terrain. Most big rigs don’t seem to ever go over 70mph.
 


Tigger and I tired of him “up in our grill” so we put the pedal to the metal and left him in the dust. CYA Greg! Yeah it gets boring on the road. LOL!



I was soon amusing myself by “getting Tiggers nose”. He likes it, I think.


Dallas, here we come!



 


At a gas stop, I saw this nice 4wd Sportsmobile camper van. At least I think it’s an actual Sportsmobile? These things are mega expensive and pretty small as far as RVs go. But, they do have a certain macho, apocalyptic, bad-ass appeal. They’re like a Volkswagen Westfalia Syncro on steroids!




Tigger tried to make some new friends but he couldn’t figure out where all the yipping was coming from. Evidently, he doesn’t know how to look up?



Here’s some random "Views from the road"…

That is a single tire on the back of the trailer! I wonder what it fits?

Lots of wood

A big pig on the roof of a BBQ

A big yacht

A tunnel somewhere in Louisiana

This is for the grandkids looking at the atlas with grammy B. See if you can figure out where we were just by reading this sign. Good luck! You can click the picture to make it bigger.

TIGGER SAYS… “Are we there yet?”