One day after school this week I came home and opened my front door and bumped into something. I peered my head through the cracked doorway to see a white lump of fur by the door opening. My dog Finn jumped up and ran around me as I placed down my backpack. In his excitement, he repeatedly jumped up and down on the couch until he knocked over a glass on the night stand. ” Fooof!” I tackled him and we wrestled for a little bit until I took off my socks and he picked them up and ran off. I chased him down as I remembered he had not had any interactions with people today or a chance to go outside and play. “Want to go to the beach?” He sprinted towards the door as his tail flailed in every direction. I put on his leash and led him out the door. He hopped into the backseat of my car eager to stick his head out the window. I stared back at him to find his tongue hangout out the side of my car. I pulled out of the driveway and headed towards Hendry’s beach.
As I mentioned in a previous blog post, Hendry’s beach is quite dog friendly. I dragged my cousin along with me because I didn’t want to go alone. We got to the beach and turned left to the dog part of the beach. My dog took off along the coast and we went in pursuit. He ran into the water and sniffed as many dogs as he could. When we turned around the point we were pleasantly surprised to see that it was low tide and the tide pools were exposed. We navigated through the meandering rocks while looking for starfish, urchin, and other such sea life. My dog walked through the calm pools, disturbing their tranquility. We turned back around and headed back for my car with our pockets full of sea glass and smiles on our faces. We stopped by Mcdonald’s to grab a couple of Mcflurrys to satisfy our sweet tooths. I recommend going to this beach because it is at a very unique location and there is lots to enjoy.
Two weekends ago I suffered an injury to my right ankle. I got it x-rayed and found out that it was possibly fractured but most likely only sprained. A week later I found myself tempted to go to the beach even though my foot was still pretty bruised up. So I brought my dog and met my friends at East Beach. The parking situation at the beach is unpredictable, but generally it’s quite difficult to find parking on a sunny Sunday. I found myself diving in what felt like circles for about 25 minutes until I was frustrated enough to park in the paid area. When I realized it would cost 6 dollars to park, I zoomed out of the lot and back to the circle of uncertainty. After about 10 more minutes it felt like seeing an oasis in a desert; I had found a spot. I hobbled out of my car without crutches and struggled to keep my dog under control on the leash because his excitement was through the roof (no pun intended). I met my homies on the beach court and, because I wasn’t able to play, I only served for about 40 minutes. We were all dehydrated, but luckily I had brought water bottles for all of us. Always bring excess water to this beach! Or any beach really.
After we left the beach, we chose to go to one of my favorite burger chains: The Habit. This is not the best pic of me but one that I got (and I like how Finn is in the corner begging). I ordered a lettuce-wrapped BBQ bacon charburger and half-fries half-onion rings. Oh and an ice cold Arnold Palmer. The meal was great and the day better. I topped it off by going downtown with my friend Cameron and getting new shoes. We also went to Hope ranch to check out the sunset, but were bummed out when it was way too foggy. Overall, I had an amazing weekend and I was glad to have spent it with my dog Finn and all my friends. Next week is spring break and I hope to have an exciting post to share with you all!
This week’s post I’m changing it up a little and doing a throwback to homecoming. This took place in the fall and was a spectacular night for a lot of people. Anyways, earlier in the day- which I believe was a Saturday- a group of us wanted to surf. We set out at about 11 am and found the water to be quite rough and stormy. Only a couple of us were able to catch waves but most of us did not. We went back to shore and waddled with our wet suits over to my friends house on the beach. I took off my suit at the outside shower and left to meet up with my friend Cameron before homecoming.
Later in the day the crappy weather cleared up and we all met up to take photos before the coming homecoming dance. We all had our suits and ties or bow ties on and met up at around 5:30. Butterfly beach is a popular place to take photos before events because of its beauty. It’s located next to Hammond’s beach, the Coral Casino, and the Biltmore Hotel. So basically its the beach most loved by tourists and locals alike. In addition, its one of the most expensive beaches to stay overnight.
We finally, with our group of about 20 people, all showed up to the beach for pictures. We were all looking dapper af and took some great pics. After we finished taking pictures, we all got in vans and drove over to our friends house to have a pre-dance feast. They served spaghetti, garlic bread, burgers, hot dogs, chips and salsa, soda, and a variety of deserts. I ate about 5 times my body weight and completely forgot about the dance. I played GTA 5 on an overly full stomach for about an hour while we waited for the girls to get ready. When everyone was fully prepped, we got back in our respective vans and skirted to homecoming at Santa Barbara High. A great day at the beach and an amazing dinner was topped off by a marvelous dance. Definitely a highlight of the year.
This weekend I decided to have a relaxing time, so I called my cousin who lives at Hollister Ranch and asked, “Is there surf today?” He responded by saying no, but fortunately he said it was a beautiful and sunny day. So I quickly jumped up from my bed at about 9 am and threw on some board shorts. My friend said he wanted to go with me and so I let him know we would leave at 10. He then showed up to my house and we put some lunch and snacks together before leaving and flew out the door. But before we drove off, I heard my puppy whimper. I looked over at the door and instantly couldn’t leave him behind. I opened up the front door again and he sat there looking at me with his big sad eyes. “Lets go to the beach Finn!” I picked his thirty pound body off the floor and gingerly crept to my car. I placed him down and put on his puppy seat belt, and off we went!
The car ride was interrupted by a quick stop at Tino’s subs (I recommend if you are in the area) and got two super deluxe’s. I also got Finn a meat stick to chew on during the 40 minute car ride North of Santa Barbara. We finally got to the gate where we are let in to the ranch, which is right next to Gaviota State Beach. We drove through the windy ranch road and passed by a few happy campers on the way there.
We finally arrived at the beach and I let my dog loose. He ran down the stairs and as soon as his paws hit the sand he took off down the sandy coast. We set up a spot on the beach and took a dive in the surprisingly warm water. Finn followed us in and swam gracefully as the waves washed past him. He approached me as I was on my Wavestorm and he got on with me. There was enough room for me to paddle him around, and I got us into a wave. He freaked out and jumped off the board and swam to safety. Overall the day was amazing and I’m glad my puppy got to join me.