My San Diego
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...

There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over your head, the smell of mother ocean wafting around you, the first splash of the chilly water around your ankles, the feel of a trillion billion grains of sand beneath your feet as you shuffle out through the shallows on a new adventure.
Sometimes it doesn't go well. Sometimes stingrays find your ankles for target practice, sometimes the fin of another surfer sends you for stitches, sometimes the surf is so bad it's more frustrating than ecstatic.
But it always starts this way and always . . . you are so grateful you went.
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
Perched at the most southern end of San Diego, with the view of the Silver Strand and Tijuana to the...
You will find these everywhere in the San Diego Area. We have a rather glorious bush of them growing...
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...