All about the Journey

Rode three forms of transit today: ferry to Long Beach while dolphins leaped; LRT to downtown Los Angeles while hucksters walked the aisle pushing weed and knockoff tasers; nonstop elevator to the lobby of our hotel on the 70th floor of the tallest building on the West Coast.

End of Today’s Hike

Almost back in Avalon after hiking for a few hours in the hills. Easy gradients, ridge views, bison hoof prints. As the photo shows, this is low season, with many vacant mooring buoys: it’s a good time of the year to explore the island.

Avalon

Staying in Avalon on Santa Catalina Island, 30 miles from Long Beach by ferry. Avalon is the southernmost town in Los Angeles County, and a mythical island in the legend of King Arthur.

It Never Rains in Southern California

Got on board a westbound 747 (actually an A320-200)/ Didn’t think before deciding what to do/ …/ Seems it never rains in southern California/ Seems I’ve often heard that kind of talk before/ It never rains in California/ But girl, don’t they warn ya?/ It pours, man, it pours.

Being Prepared

Started collecting stuff for a trip to LA. The TAP transit cards have sufficient value on them for all our Metro rides. The extension cords will be useful in an old hotel on Catalina Island. The remaining items reflect the new normal: we choose to mask-up on flights and transit.