Fields of gold is more than just a Sting song. The central coast hills stretching from Tehachapi to Mojave come alive in the spring with the annual California Poppy bloom. Antelope Valley is where the most ridiculous poppy blooms occur. This was my first time seeing this phenomenon for myself and it took my breath away. Fields of gold are another reason why I love California.
Driving north on I-5 you can't miss the ranunculus flower fields in Carlsbad. In the spring the field blooms in a kaleidoscope of colors. I have driven by this local attraction countless times and have never stopped until today.
All the hills are green in San Diego. The heavy rains from this past winter have transitioned into green hills and wildflowers along the coast. The walk down to Blacks beach is as pretty as it gets. Too bad the surf is small. I am still waiting for the first south swell of the season.
I headed out to Corrizo Wash with my girlfriend to check out the spring flowers and to experience the solitude from escaping our busy urban lives. It was a beautiful weekend to in Anza Borrego with the cactus and brush plants in full bloom. We got to our campsite in the late evening and enjoyed a beautiful night under the stars. Driving out through the washes made me miss not having my old truck. My new Toyota Matrix gets great gas mileage but has horrible clearance when off roading. I took it easy this weekend with my car but I know in the future I will be pushing my Matrix to its limits.
My sister made the big move today to an amazing house at the end of Point Loma where coincidentally she will be living with my old college roomie. The house has a big backyard for the neighborhood and is one block away from San Diego Bay. I am looking forward to spending a lot of time at my sister's new place. If you can't tell, my sister's favorite color is pink.
All my graduate school friends met up for the second annual President's Day weekend ski adventure at Claire's cabin in Twain Harte. The weather was beautiful, sunny, and warm. Not ideal conditions for the snow sports. We skied for only one day at Dodge Ridge and then enjoyed the rest of the weekend with more summer like activities. We lounged in the sun, hiked table mountain, and enjoyed plenty of wine and fine spirits. It was still an awesome weekend with all our friends.
I love my beach cruzer. I rescued the bike from the back of my apartment the first week I moved in. All the components were rusted solid and the tires were flat but with surprisingly little effort, and the help of a hacksaw to cut off the old lock, I was able to have a very nice beach cruzer. This bike has taken me 100s of miles along the San Diego, La Jolla, and Pacific Beach coast. I have biked to many great surf sessions and back home from many late nights at the bar. I still have a bit more rust and lots more adventures to log before I decide to retire my red beach cruzer.