Friday Flashback #078 …

Back home again and the familiar sight of the Coronado Bridge and a bicycle rider, framed between palm trees. This area is known as Tidelands Park, and besides this amazing view of the bridge, it also features some huge grassy areas, space to picnic and barbecue, a beach, and a sort-of make-shift marina, with a number of boats moored out in the bay, reachable by dingy. It’s part of one of my walks, which sometimes takes me under the Coronado Bridge (celebrating it’s 50th anniversary this year), depending on how energetic I am. (Sadly, not much lately.)

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Friday Flashback #077 …

Brighton vista.

I’m still sorting out my feelings about my visit to Brighton. One one hand, I loved it, it’s a funky seaside resort town, but certainly not like my childhood in Atlantic City, NJ. Brighton reminded me more of Haight-Ashbury in San Francisco, less of a boardwalk and amusements-filled beach town. The beach was all pebbles; the amusements were confined, pretty much, to one pier. Still, it was great to visit, and I may even go back someday, since it’s only an hour or so on the train from London. And I love my British train rides …

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Friday Flashback #076 …

I call this photo “optimism.”

While I see kayaks arranged on this little inlet of San Diego Bay on a daily basis, I’ve never seen them stacked so nicely and so tall. Nor is there usually anyone there watching over them. And while there are 3 out in the Bay already (along with a couple of board riders), I sincerely doubt that all of those other 19 kayaks will touch water at some point. But, hey … shoot for the stars, right?

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Friday Flashback #075 …

I went to Hay-on-Wye for the books and saw this.

The Hay Valley is incredibly green and beautiful. Nestled just beyond this vista, taken from a bridge, is the tiny village, the world’s first booktown. Invented in 1962 by visionary (and very eccentric) entrepreneur Richard Booth (who died in late August), the idea of a town filled with bookstores (which were filled with books) saved this tiny village and put it on the map as a tourist–and book lovers–destination.

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