She and Me.

It's volleyball season again. Our first tournament was in the bay area and we played afternoons so we had some time to spend at the beach our second day. We went to mass in Half Moon Bay where the priest actually shushed babies during mass! So very very weird. He is this tall bearded Eastern European looking man who has minus zero tolerance for the noises of babes. That brand of oddness stays with you, weird.

It happened to be the most divine beach day ever. The sky was crystal clear. The air was dry and warm. The waves were ferociously beautiful. We ended up finding a beach access south of town. We walked along a path on the bluffs for quite a while, met some interesting ladies who shared their binoculars so we could try to see the Mavericks competition. Try being the key word, we saw nothing but beautiful ocean and a line of boats who had the first class view. We tried to drive closer but the stopped traffic on the one way Highway 1 gave us the clear signal to turn ourselves around.

I took a lot of photos of her, she took a couple of me. It was a good day. I ended up with a KILLER headache later and after all the volleyball we didn't get home until almost the next day, but I'm so glad we adventured that morning. It was sweet.