This past weekend our youngest daughter, two grandkids and myself escaped to the coast to get out of our Central Valley heat.
It really was our annual girl’s trip, but our oldest daughter was unable to make the trip, so her oldest son took her place.
When we arrived we were greeted with fog at Morro Bay. Fog is my enemy because my hair turns into one big ball of frizzy, fuzzy, uncontrollable big head of hair.
But at least it was cool and we were loving it.
The kids managed to do some boogie boarding the next day, which started with more fog but the sun finally appeared making a beautiful day at the beach.
It looked like everyone from the valley had escaped to come to the beach.
We enjoyed our little trip. Here’s hoping we can do this again next year because it’s getting harder and harder to get together with the kids.