California Dreaming…II

26 Sep

Coast at BixbyI re-read my blog from last week, and it’s more notable for everything I didn’t say, than for what I did say.  It seemed as if it were my first essay written for English class after school had resumed. “What I did on my summer vacation.”

The stuff that fills me now, are the small moments spent closely with loved ones on that trip. I’ve thought a lot about the trust I placed in my dear partner as we rode those twisty roads for hours every day. And his acknowledgement of that trust;  his respect for the fact that I hold him (and his riding skill) in high enough esteem to surrender control and sit back there. He said that he couldn’t do it.  I’ve started a short story called “Ridin’ Bitch.”  I’ll let you all see it first!

I loved the fact that even though we are adults, there is still a child-like joy in sharing places and things we’ve discovered with each other.  I couldn’t wait for my friends to see this stretch of ocean (above) leading away from Bixby Bridge.  We knew the hotel in Carmel, having “scouted it” last time we were there, dreaming of returning on our bikes.  Randy knew of a “joint” in San Simeon that had a delicious lunch, that was worth waiting in line for, and another place on the way to Carmel for amazing raw oyster shooters. I’d love some right now!

Twisty redwoods

My second-favorite thing about out trip (tied with the ocean ) was riding for hours on twisty-turny roads through old-growth redwood forests.  Randy has been lovingly nick-named by our group –  and depending on who’s talking about him, he’s either Stinky, or RandyMcNally. ..named after the road atlas, since he has an amazing memory for roads, rides and shortcuts. 

He got us lost this time!  Out in the middle of who-knows-where in a primeval forest, with no cell reception…all we needed was a dinosaur or two. I loved it.  But, I had to pee!  So I got to do something I haven’t done in a hundred years….wander into the woods, among ferns curling waist-high, and moss forming a velvety carpet, and visit Mother Nature’s restroom. My sisters and I (well, maybe Lynn never did) used to pee in our woods all the time as children, rather than run home…it’s one of the great joys of a country life (if you overlook the poison ivy). 

But, my favorite memory of the trip was the time spent sitting in a patch of grass, having a cocktail and watching the waves crash ashore just across the street.  The guys had headed out to the market to get something, and Denise and I made drinks and headed straight to the chairs we had spied upon Denise and Squirrel checking-in. They were in a small semi-circle of grass in front of the inn, separated from the street by a low hedge.  The grass was very different from the kind we have here; much denser, softer, more inviting.  And there is no grass at all where Denise lives…so, shoes off, toes wriggling, breeze blowing, we sat there talking until a spotted squirrel ran up to us. A mutual friend had sent out a rather obscene photo of a male squirrel saying, “Helloooo, ladies!”  weeks ago.  The moment the squirrel appeared, Denise and I looked at each other,  and howled with laughter!  He  was soon joined by a girlfriend, and then a mouse joined the party…more timid than his friends, he’d dart out, see us, and dart back into the hedge, only to make a run again a couple of minutes later, and another retreat.  And another. And another. The critters were all still there when the guys joined us…and that camaraderie, those small moments shared with friends, are really what the ride’s all about. No matter how you get there…

XO Donna

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8 Responses to “California Dreaming…II”

  1. Kim Straub September 26, 2013 at 7:23 pm #

    Hi Donna,

    I much more enjoyed this version than the first. You were right on the money about your first version being mostly facts about your trip. This one was more your usual style of writing – with creativity and “swirly” writing that made it a delight to read.

    Keep it up girl – you have a way with making something ordinary sound extraordinary!

    Kim

    • oneoklock September 28, 2013 at 7:59 am #

      Thanks for being my cheerleader, Kim! You & Joe would have loved this ride! We have to return: California Dreaming III.

  2. Karen R Manceau September 26, 2013 at 7:23 pm #

    Fabulous article, my friend.   Karen Manceau 

    512-844-4584

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    • oneoklock September 28, 2013 at 8:02 am #

      I really appreciate your loving support, Karen! Merci beaucoup!

  3. Gary September 26, 2013 at 7:43 pm #

    Thanks, I enjoyed the second ride also.

    • oneoklock September 28, 2013 at 8:03 am #

      So glad you could join me. Thank you, Gary!

  4. Jillian Tessler September 29, 2013 at 1:37 pm #

    Loved this rendition asit made me smile……I can see the full picture now….:)

    • oneoklock September 29, 2013 at 1:46 pm #

      Thank you, Miss Jillian! I miss your smiling face…

      Sent from my iPhone Sorry about typos (damned auto-correct).

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