Our road to get to Newport Beach was something to write home to Mom about. The curvy, steep, fast-paced Hwy 74 was pretty treacherous in an RV, but Curt rocked it (as usual) and got us to our destination safely. We are staying at Ronald W. Caspers Wilderness Park with lots of shady trees, quiet neighbors, and lots of wildlife.
We attended Saturday evening church at St. Marks Presbyterian in Newport Beach. Mark, one of the pastors that married us at Westminster Presbyterian Church in Des Moines, has moved out to California with his wife and family and is now preaching at St. Marks. After a typically great sermon, all of the church members were invited out to an Irish pub at Fashion Island for a little jazz music. One of the members of the church paid for appetizers and beverages for anyone that wanted to go. This was their first sponsored event in a pub, but is soon to be a bi-monthly event. A local trio consisting of a bass, piano, and drums plays jazz music while Pastor Mark plays along with his saxophone and another member of their church sings. They were exceptional! The evening gave us a chance to talk with Chris, Mark’s wife, and hear how they are doing. It was so wonderful to see them!
We also got to meet some of the young couples in their church that got to drop their kids off at the church for free babysitting and a date night out. We had a great time laughing and thoroughly enjoyed their company. They all moved to Newport Beach from different places around the US and also liked to travel, so we were able to swap travel stories– some of the must-sees from their regions.
Saturday afternoon we ventured over to the beach to walk along the coast and watch the final round of the Masters. We saw several people surfing and fishing, and even saw a seal just below the boardwalk. It was a relaxing afternoon. We only planned to be gone for a couple hours, but ended up being away from home all afternoon soaking in the sunshine and the good people watching. Our day at the beach ended with some healthy organic smoothie with more vegetables in it than I’ve ever even heard of (should’ve gotten it delivered by their awesome grass cart) and trying on some sunglass in a local surf shop (should’ve bought the USA glasses).
When we got home from the beach we sat out on the picnic table watching the squirrels and feeding them snacky treats. Curt put out a soda can with some nuts in it and attached a video camera to it. The video we found the next morning was pretty funny, and the squirrel ended up getting all of the nuts out with his crazy antics. He was a happy squirrel.
We’re heading south to Coronado Island for more ocean time and Laura’s 30th birthday.
More adventures tomorrow…