October 24, 2010
Arroyo Quemada Lane
From a sub-tropical fruit farm to the cozy beachfront cottage where we now reside, the honeymoon of our dreams continues to unfold in marvelous ways. For almost a week now, we have been nestled into the cliffside dwelling of the Smith family home, north of Santa Barbara. Here we find inspiration for our future home, enjoy savory warm meals prepared by Linda, and commune with the dolphins...
The last time I had visited the Sanctuary was more than five years ago on a solo bike trip, and the family took me in from the winds of highway 101. On this visit, Linda welcomes us with joyful arms, as we watch the lightening storm from the round windows and drink tea, listening to the waves crash and winds howl, protected and warm and cozy, so cozy.
With plenty of time to contemplate, we spend hours writing letters of thankfulness. The momentum of love which we feel each day from our wedding celebration continues to build as the days go on. We wonder if the love cloud of positivity which has carried over so strongly from Costanoa one month ago will continue forever.
Kati Greaney, Turquoise Queen, lounges in the sun of late October, along this Mediterranean climate stretch of coastal California.With an assortment of ocean toys readily accessible, we take turns following bottle-nosed dolphins with stand-up paddle boards and riding peeling waves on the boogie board.
On the morning of October 22, while we were paddling slowly through kelp forests just offshore from our kitchen patio, a great white shark attacked a body surfer at Surf Beach, less than 20 miles up the coast. This attack marked the 12th fatal shark attack in California waters since 1950. In 1994 off the shores of San Miguel Island (one of California's Channel Islands and visible from the deck where I now type) a friend of the Smith's was also fatally attacked by a white shark while diving for sea urchins. Ten years prior to this, on September 15, 1984, a kayaker was attacked by a great white shark just two miles north of Ano Nuevo's Cove Beach. These powerful creatures, predators of the sea, make mistakes now and again, confusing humans for their preferred meals of seals. In the photo above, Pete catches a boogie board wave, joyful for the opportunity to ride the swells, asking the Ocean for protection each moment.
The HoneyMooners walking back up the beach after successfully riding a Pacific Swell on a precision watercraft, the Floaty.
The sun sets and we await a brand new day of our lives in tandem.
With four weeks of married life behind us, we cherish the moments together and look forward with joy to a life of double happiness. All our love, Kati and Pete