Fact: It is impossible to be in a bad mood at dog beach.
There is something about the ocean that transforms this middle-aged dog into a wild-eyed puppy. Watching him splash around guarantees a smile formation on both of our faces.
I don’t know why mommy keeps calling me Cujo
Because of the gorgeous light, my favorite time to hit the beach is early morning or late afternoon. Weekdays are also better for smaller crowds, which suits us fine since Kona is more interested in water-biting and rolling around on dead things than interacting with other dogs.
When will I learn that ingesting salt water doesn’t end well?
Although there’s usually a few dogs who catch his interest, they just go for a few rounds of play and move on.
Thanks for the play time! Gotta move on down the road now.
Beach dwellers often leave behind some interesting items. Kona scouted out this stuffed beaver. I’m pretty sure he wanted to get ahold of it and create a beach snow scene.
Is this an ocean beaver?
And of course, he poops at least twice in the sand. Every. Single. Time.
Hey lady, when you gotta go, you gotta go, right?
The ocean is so healing and invigorating, especially after a long week. Totally worth the salty-sandy mess it creates in my car. Experience has taught me to always have a towel or two in my car, especially for days like this 😉
Okay lady, let’s go! Time for this doggy to eat dinner.
Yesterday Kona and I ventured out to the Back Bay in Newport Beach. The weather was perfect in the morning with just enough cloud cover to keep it cool, and plenty of new scents for Kona to investigate.
We shared the road with joggers, walkers, and cyclists. Luckily, there are three lanes for each activity, so we didn’t bump into anybody. Next visit, to avoid the crowds, we’ll arrive earlier in the morning or come during the week.
Unfortunately, I forgot dog treats, so getting Kona to look at me is going to take some doing. Kona’s rule: no treats, no lookie into camera.
The Back Bay is officially the Upper Newport Bay Nature Preserve and Ecological Reserve, and is a home for thousands of birds, many endangered. We saw some ducks, but strongly advised Kona against chasing them out of the water.
There were many little wild flowers. I especially loved these white ones.
Beautiful homes overlook the bluffs. This would be a perfect place to observe wildlife while the sun is rising or setting.
We headed back to the car just as the sun started to shine through the clouds.
Overall, I’d say this was a very successful new adventure. I wouldn’t hesitate to make a return visit.
Cheers to a fabulous Sunday evening, friends!
~ Woofs and wags, Lori & Kona
We woke up to bright sunshine this morning, instead of the usual June gloom. I decided it was a perfect day to hike the Bolsa Chica Wetlands. Kona agreed.
Kona seemed to enjoyed exploring new scents from the multitude of critters that pass through this reserve, and like clockwork, sneaks away from me to get a quick roll on a dead bird when my back is turned. Dead birds = stinky puppy.
There is usually a wide variety of birds hanging out next to the water’s edge, ranging from beautiful cranes to predatory hawks and vultures.
The wetlands have a unique beauty. I love the huge, rusty old oil pumps seesawing slowly, groaning and squeaking. Growing up in Huntington Beach, these were always a part of the urban scenery.
Cactus bloom is a part of the indigenous landscape.
Sunshine with a cool breeze. All-in-all it was a lovely afternoon spent with my boy.
Saturday morning is made for window-shopping at Pacific City.
Though not all the stores are open yet, there are some really great restaurants and a wide variety of shops.
One of my favorite stores.
Kona’s favorite store. Well, not the bath part of it.
This place smells great! Let’s go in! Hey, who’s that looking at me? She’s kinda cute…
Just a little lick. They’ll never know.
Which way is the beach? Are we going swimming now?
The view from the restaurants isn’t too shabby.
There’s plenty of outdoor seating available, and a few glass-fire pits for chillier evenings.
Okay, okay I’ll look at the camera. Sheesh!
Most of the stores were still closed so we got to peer in and snap lots of pics without disturbing anybody.
Have a superb Saturday, friends!
On this fine Saturday morning Kona and I started off to Dog Beach. As we were cursing along Coast Highway, the traffic became thick with brake lights and people were swarming the are. Oh crap. I finally realized it was the final weekend of the US Surf Open.
Luckily, we got through downtown without a glitch and found great parking. This guy found great parking too.
Good ol’ Ruby’s Diner. Back when I was a kid it was The End Cafe, before it was destroyed by huge waves in 1983.
No, bub, I’m not following you into the water just yet.
Harbor Patrol keeping it safe.
Remember what happened last time you drank salt water? Highly undesirable after-effects.
C’mon already! It’s time to get wet!
Pretty houses on the way back to the car.
More pretty houses. Some were empty! Do people actually live here?
Cheers to a fabulous weekend!