HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I want to take time to wish everyone a happy and healthy New Year. Jimbob and I are off tomorrow headed to Galveston. This may be my last blog for the next week. I’m not sure whether I’ll have internet service or not. I’ll miss reading what’s happening in your lives as well.

I left California more years ago than I want to tell, but the one thing I miss is the ocean. The gulf coast isn’t exactly the Pacific, but at least it’s wet. I know, no frolicking in the waves because it’s too cold, but it’s wet.

I once freaked out a native Chicagoan when I said that Lake Michigan stinks. It has nothing of that wonderful sea breeze you get on Malibu, Marina Del Ray, Pismo Beach, Redondo Beach… By now it’s probably all houses anyway.

Maybe the gulf won’t have that salty tang to the air, but it’s wet. I haven’t seen a sandy beach in so long I can’t remember what it was like to go walking just out of reach of the lapping waves.

Oh to camp on the beach at Carpentaria again and listen to the tide shushing over the smooth sand, bringing treasures from foreign shores. I long to hear the mournful cry of the harbor buoys and the distant bell of warning as they ride the gentle swells of the ocean.

Okay, enough of that nostalgia stuff. Tomorrow bright and early, or as soon as I can get Jimbob on the move, we’re headed down highway 45, past Houston to Galveston and the ocean. It’s not the Pacific, but at least it’s wet.