BLOG 3 (Thurs/Fri…)
New Brighton Beach is socked in. It is cold and damp. I love Santa Cruz in the winter. It is unpredictable. Tomorrow it could be a sunny 70 degrees, but today it is cold. We have walked from New Brighton to Sea Cliff (the home of the cement ship). A distance of maybe 1 ½ miles each way.
KT and I played seaweed tag. For the uninitiated, the rules are as follows: One person is “It” and attempts to tag the other(s) with a piece of seaweed. The seaweed may be swung or throw. If someone accidentally steps on a bit of seaweed s/he is automatically it. There are no bases. You must keep running. And running.
Lesson learned: eight year olds have boundless energy. I do not. Be sure to take plenty of ‘time outs” to conserve energy. Also, long whips of seaweed can be thrown quite a distance when necessary.