The surf wasn't exceptional and the weather gradually deteriorated, but it's hard to think of a better way to see the digits on the age dial click over a decade than an extended weekend in Del Mar with Heather and our (adult) children!
Friday afternoon was bright and shining, with a small swell showing as we settled into the cozy inn above the old Del Mar train station.
Saturday, the sun made a valiant effort to break through, then gave up for the remainder of the weekend. By early Monday, we had rain and blown surf. But Saturday AM showed decent conditions while Sunday stayed glassy through the morning, albeit in chilly (60 degree) water under a leaden sky.
The surf was a presentable waist to shoulder high, sometimes a bit bigger, and the Del Mar Bodysurfing Club made a valiant showing, with up to a dozen surfers gradually filling in the lineup over the hour succeeding the posting of the 17th Street black ball at 9:00 each morning (Saturday & Sunday). Along with Allan and Joe, on their surfboards, we got a jump on it Sunday morning, enjoying having 17th Street to ourselves, just the three of us, before the blackball went up.
Surf in the morning, lazing in the afternoon, drinks at L'Auberge then Del Mar eateries at night; the newly-weds, Hilary & Doug out from New York to join Heather, Allan, Joe and me. Not sure that there's any better way to usher in 60!
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