Ninth Day – Fiddler’s Cove Marina

Another beautiful day in Southern California. The high temperature was 97 degrees but there was a nice breeze off the water making it pretty nice to sit and watch the activities around us. We did take one trip into Coronado to replace the steak that turned rancid for some reason. I mean, we planned to eat it a week or so ago but one thing and another delayed it to the point where it was 3 weeks old by the time we decided cook it. It was pretty gnarly. I personally didn’t see a problem, but Diane did. Left alone, I would have cooked it and probably got sick so that’s one more reason I plan to keep her around. I actually don’t need any more reasons for that, I’ve got plenty of them.

The trip to downtown Coronado was very pleasant. Very reminiscent of driving around in Palm Springs. Lots of tourists. What makes it really interesting to us is that it’s surrounded by Naval bases. They have NAS Coronado on the north end, COMPHIBPAC to the south, 32nd Street Naval Base on the east across the bay, and wide-open ocean all the way to China on the west. What makes that OK is that Navy Seals train on Coronado Beach on the section that is wide open to China. We’re all safe.

We had a real meal, our first one on this trip, on that steak and the asparagus and corn on the cob Diane bought many days ago to go with the steak that went bad on us. Thankfully, the veggies were just fine. Diane doesn’t eat corn on the cob, so I got to eat all three of them and it was wonderful. Between the corn and the asparagus, we used almost an entire stick of butter. Oh, and we shared a very large baked potato, too. That used part of the butter.

After the meal we sat outside in the nice breeze, enjoying the view

… birds diving in the water for stuff … no photos for that …

… and things, or people, that float past us on the water …

This lady is in the first space in the park with whom she shares a gentleman who has one entire half of his face tattooed with so much ink that half his face is blue. I’m pretty sure it’s OK that I took the photo since she was, like, right there on the water, but I’d prefer it if you didn’t tell him you saw this photo. He might take it the wrong way.

Later, when the sun was almost gone, Max took a notion to object something out back on the water. He was barking at it which is totally unlike him. He generally only barks at dogs that bark at him first. So, we had to look.

Turns out, it was just a magnificent sunset that he wanted us to see.

What a good puppy, right?

Good night.