And route 1 with the Santa Monica Mountains on the other. With a $2 senior discount, it was $33 for the night.
To get there, Ron drove 45 miles, more than he had driven since we started in San Diego. We've moved the rig 6 times and averaged 31.6 miles per move. Poor Ron is happy to have that stressful city driving behind him. I have to admit that I didn't do any of it, just sat in my princess seat and directed.
After parking the rig, we made a quick run up to Ventura to check out this pretty city. We found an overlook with a good view.
Then walked around downtown and admired the interesting buildings.
I especially loved the theater.
Back at the rig, we enjoyed the sunset,
And wondered if the waves were getting bigger,
Right before we realized that it was a full moon and there wasn't a lot of elevation gain from the water to us. Humm. Should I be worried? I checked with google and discovered high tide would be at 9:40 pm. Well, I never go to bed before then so I decided to just keep an eye on it.
It turned out we were in a high spot, but the next morning we could see the darker sand where the water had come right up to the rig a few sites down. They had left stuff out including a couple of dog beds that got wet. I sure hope the dogs weren't in them.
We were surprised to see this guy come bouncing up on the sand. I was impressed that people pretty much stayed away and let the poor guy rest. (Including me, this is zoomed and cropped.)
I was worried about him. To me, it didn't seem natural for him to rest so close to people, but what do I know? I'm going with "He's fine!"
The waves were still impressive, but we took our home and left.
I don't know if we'll be doing that again - at least not during a full moon.