When I woke up and I had Becky pinned against one side of the tent. The slope was that bad.
Got up and made coffee. The slope was SO BAD, I kept spilling my coffee everywhere and my socks started to smell like cheese whiz from it all. We relocated. The new site was PeRfEcT! The showers were no longer a tiny speck on the horizon. They were right there, and the view was awesome!
We ended up spending the day on the beaches and driving around sight seeing.
I found out I could float like a boat, and belly surf like a whale in the ocean waves. Becky, on the other hand, didn't quite make it passed knee deep. Those waves tossed her around like a sock in a dryer. It was quite a sight! The water seemed cold at first, but once I cleared my nuts and nipples, all was swell.
We ended up taking NR-9 (California's idea of a road name) 20 miles to Calabasas. The hills, canyons and rivers along the way were spectacular.
Around sunset time, we stopped at Venice Beach. I'd swear that Venice fell out of time warp from the 60's. The shops were retro. The art was pshycodelic if not just plain odd. Most of the people were freaks. It was quite a thrill! We watched the sunset over the ocean. Once again (*****).
We picked up some samon and sord fish for BBQing, but by the time we got back, we were dead tired.