A long run through the parched brown wine lands took us to a turn to the left and the dock of the bayYes we have reached Santa Cruz. They have some North Carolinian instincts about banning dogs in toilets
Still who can belittle our reaching another shining sea
The boys adjourned for some fresh Monterey crab in a gender accepting environment, raised a toast to the coast and prepared for the final assault on San Francisco!
The hammered curve of a bay
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We were just wondering if you ever got a run in!
Swim and run – what a team!
Seems like you are going North:)
It looks so peaceful… I am not quite sure about the No Dog policy !!!