We careened through L.A. with a vengeance that was returned with intolerance or indifference. Eventually I crossed a large tractor without it's trailer who smoked his tires, held his horn down for the longest time and shouted some simple curses at me.
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| Glamor shot of the Driftwood Motel |
Hastened through the Port of Los Angeles and San Pedro to Huntington, Newport and Laguna. Long lunch at Mexican restaurant as many blocks from the crazy town of the beach as we could get. Ice cream and observation at busy pedestrian intersection for desert.
Arrived late afternoon at Doheny State Beach in Dana Point. Hike/Bike postage stamp chock full of people we knew from up coast plus single female who turned out to be micro photographer working for the Army and the Smithsonian in D.C.
Good swim just downbeach from a sargasso of kelp debris but not a spot that needs returning too except perhaps to visit the Lantern District of Dana Point.
Biked miles -
Good swim just downbeach from a sargasso of kelp debris but not a spot that needs returning too except perhaps to visit the Lantern District of Dana Point.
Biked miles -
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| Port of Los Angeles State Park - industrial vehicles only - no bikes, no camping, move on |
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