Saturday, July 19, 2008

Santa Cruz Family style




We picked up Carl, during his Summer States visit and headed to Santa Cruz. Ol Waltons family adventure, night Johnboy, night Marysue...night Louis...no wrong name...but you get the gist. Friday night we went to Pacific Ave for tacos and alittle shopping. Saturday we woke up, to Carl flipping around on his air mattress, flip, flop...I'm not sleeping....and we all tried to go back to sleep at 7:30 but were forced by nature to get up. We doned our bike helmets and Carl on his skate board to Cereality, a cereal bar again on Pacific Ave. Yes Rich had Chocolate banana oatmeal...and I had some cinnimon Life with maltballs YES FOR BREAKFAST. Then off geocaching...we rented a bike for Carl and went North on the coast. Rich found like three geocaches and we were aclimated to the innerworkings of SC. Then on our way back, dodging tourists, cars and animals...thats when it happened, I was doing really good on the bike but spaz, among Spazed out, flipped my bike between a huge woman with a cast, highway 1 and the end of the side walk....I froze and over braked and flipped my bike over my head and wound up on my arse in the middle of Highway 1. Carl tried not to acknowledge that his Aunt isn't totally retarded and Rich turns into a momma hen, keeping close watch on me. Then we came back and switched to kayaking. Off in the harbor, and as Karma has it...while Rich was launching from a wet dock he was trying to get in the water DUMPED IT out the gate. Gallantly he mounted the boat and got back in, like "who, what...where" I didn't just do that. No laughs were uttered Then we ended to open ocean, Carl, at 16 has kayaked but like a stud he took to the boat naturally. But we didn't count on wind, we got in some chop...and our parenting paranoia kicked in, What if??? What if he dumps it? We were in some wake+open ocean and it was hairy, Rich and I started freaking, "well we need to get Carl in...and we are going back and forth,,,all the while Carl is behind us in the S Heet. HE was happy as could be...we grouped together and got out....great exposure to his natural skills. All in all great day, pizza to boot.

1 comment:

Brenda said...

A Marck vacation without adventure would be no vacation at all. :D