Cuyama Buckhorn

 

Sometimes you learn about a place in Sunset Magazine (below), and it piques your interest enough that you have lunch there. Such was the case with the Cuyama Buckhorn - great food and coffee in a remote area that's otherwise slim pickings.

the road to Cuyama

 

Upon leaving the Los Padres National Forest you get the sense of being in a desert, with the bone-dry Cuyama River running alongside the highway for miles. Despite the dryness, there is agriculture and viticulture.

far reaches of Highway 33

 

It was meaningful to celebrate our "Anniversary complex" with a long overdue trip all the way up Highway 33. As it turns out the Pine Mountain summit is not scary at all - just an awesome scenic vista (above) following other pleasant pieces of the Los Padres National Forest. It was good to "break on through to the other side".

Pictionary

 

The Pictionary game that changed my life had me drawing a pagoda. This game, thirty years later to the day, had me attempting to draw Davy Crockett.

more Arroyo Verde far reaches, part 2

 

More scenes from the eastern periphery of Arroyo Verde Park.

more far reaches of Arroyo Verde

This time I explored the eastern periphery of the park. 

vaccine

Sometimes you get vaccinated at CVS in Port Hueneme, and then look at sea lions afterwards.

Easter 2021

 

re-kayaking Lake Casitas

 

I explored a new cove, but got caught in the wind on the way back. It was a bit of a workout, but that's what I signed up for. Also, parts of me got wet. Another day, another adventure.

winter whale watching, part 3

 

Sometimes just being on the boat and seeing the islands up close is enough.

winter whale watching, part 2

 

Unless you consider dolphins whales, it wasn't a very good day for whale watching.

winter whale watching 2021

 

Leaving Ventura Harbor, and not realizing it at the time, I took one of my best photos of 2021.

the posing rabbit of 3-28-21

 

I usually encounter creatures while bicycling on Canada Large Road. What surprised me about this rabbit was its willingness to pose for my photograph.

sea shells of Sanibel Island

 

The provenance of the blast from the past is the first Florida family vacation in 1971, the same trip that we famously visited Everglades National Park, possibly the first national park I ever set foot in.

Harmon Canyon revisited

 

A few wildflowers here and there, but overall this place is in need of rain. Please rain!!