San Francisco

As I said in my previous post, I’m back home in France now. And here’s a picture of the sunrise over Besançon, seen from my balcony:

0_Sunrise over Besançon

But I have one last blog entry from my roadtrip.

 

Thursday, October 30th

I take Van home today, to the agency in San Francisco where I rented him. I’m sad to be at the end of my trip and to see Van go, but when I see him at home among his siblings I tell myself that he’ll go on to other adventures, as I will.

I take the tramway up to Market Street and get out at Embarcadero Station.  Then I take a long walk along the water front up to Fisherman’s Wharf, taking a few pictures along the way:

1_Coit Tower from a distance, one of the...

 

Coit tower is one of the main landmarks of these northeastern districts of the city:

2_A closer view...

 

I go all the way to Pier 39 where I have lunch:

3_I walk all the way to Pier 39 where...

Pier 39 is gaudy and touristic, as is much of Fisherman’s Wharf, but I like it.

 

After lunch I take the ritual cable car ride:

4_After lunch I tak the ritual cable car ride...

 

Cable cars are an iconic San Francisco institution:

5_Cable car from inside... 6_Cable car inside bis...

 

Up Taylor Street we go…

7_We head up the street...

…passing many cross streets…

8_Passing many cross streets...

…and some well-known landmarks…

10_...well-known features bis...

…through the northern sections of Chinatown:

14_We make our way through the northern sections of Chinatown...

 

We pass by some houses that are…

12_Passing some houses along the way that are...

très San Francisco…

13_...très San Francisco.

…and go all the way to Market Street, to the Powell Street Station:

11_All the way to Market Street

 

This, then, is the last entry for my retirement-gift-to-myself road trip. I think that San Francisco is a fitting place to stop. But this is only a pause in the Olsen Road. I’ll be back in the not-too-distant future with other travels, photos and comments. Thank you all for following along. I hope you’ve enjoyed it.

My hat…

Hi everyone. I’m home in France now, trying to get over my jet lag. Re-reading some of my early posts, I realize that I’d promised you a post about how I organize things while travelling. One aspect of organization is keeping track of the more important items that I need to have on hand.

 

October 28th-29th, and all along these three months

 

You may have noticed my hat in some of my photos:

1_You may have noticed my hat.

 

Some of you probably recognize it as the hat I bought in the south of France last June:

2_Some of you will recognize it as...

 

Throughout my trip it has hardly left me, though here it is lying on the bed at Larry’s house:

3_My hat has hardly left me during these...

 

But it plays an important role in addition to keeping the sun off my face. It helps me to keep track of some very important items, such as the all-important key to Van:

6_including the all important key to Van...

 

My hat is where I stock a lot of important items when I’m camping somewhere…

4_But it plays an important role...

…or when I’ve checked into a motel:

5_...as you can see here

So I always know where they are.

 

I’ve lost a few items on this trip. My bike chain and lock, the table that came with Van (I took it out and forgot to put it back, only to remember it a few hundred miles down the road), a mouse (I left it on the table in a Starbucks), and so on. But nothing really important. I dare to say that now that I’m safely home.

Now, where’s my hat?

Halloween scenes

Davis, California

October 26th

This morning I take a walk around the neighborhood to get a few pictures of the Halloween decorations that are now everywhere…

October 26 - Davis-Vallejo-Novato 010

…cobwebs, pumpkins…

1_Halloween a

…diverse denizens of the graveyard. Some sinister…

2_Halloween-vampire

16_beware 14_bat

…and some quite jovial:

3_Halloween-ghost

11_three ghosts

4_Halloween-pumpkins, scarecrow, cobwebs

 

It seems as though people go to much more trouble these days than when I was a child…

7_door scene 8_door scene skeleton

…with cobwebs as a big item…

10_door & cobwebs

…the occasional artifical jack o’lantern…

9_big phony jack o'lantern

…and autumn wreaths:

15_wreath

 

Is this witch stuck in this tree?

12_witch in tree

 

Some of the decor is rather harvest oriented:

5_pumpkins, Indian corn...

 

…and some is mainly harvest oriented:

13_Harvest

But the real Halloween scenes will be this Friday evening as the streets fill with children in various disguises, going from house to house, asking for treats and threatening tricks. There will be many good opportunities for pictures. Alas, I will be on my flight home.

 

Yes, my travels are coming to an end, but there may be another post or two before I leave for France.

Monterey

Hi everyone,

I’m in Davis again, at the home of my brother Larry and his wife Cathy. I never got around to taking a picture of them at the beginning of my travels, so here they are today, in their kitchen:

5_Larry and Cathya

 

And while I’m focused on the family, here are the three Olsen brothers, from left to right, Tim, Larry and John:

6_the Olsen brothers

 

I’ve spent this last week among family and friends, most of whom you met at the beginning of my travels last August. Before arriving here in the north, though, I spent a few days in and near the town of Monterey.

 

October 17th – 19th

 

From Mission San Antonio I drive to Monterey, a town that for Californians needs no introduction. You can nevertheless read about it here. I spend the following days visiting the town, plus the surrounding area including Carmel and Big Sur, two other sites that, for Californians, need no introduction. I take few pictures, but you can find many on line.

The beach at Carmel:

1_beach at Carmel

The surf is very rough today. Then again, this is northern California.

 

Speaking of the California missions, this is Mission San Carlos in Monterey, another mission founded by Father Junipero Serra:

2_mission San Carlos

Mission San Carlos probably needs no financial aid to help it meet seismic retrofit goals.

 

Late one afternoon I take a long walk along the beach on Monterey Bay. Now that the military base at Fort Ord is closing, these beaches are open to the public.

3_beach evening Monterey Bay 4_beach evening facing the sea

It looks like evening light in these photos, but it’s only about five in the afternoon. But as October comes to an end, five o’clock is indeed the evening.

It feels as though my travels are coming to an end.

Mission San Antonio de Padua

Hi everyone,

I’m in Santa Rosa again, staying with some friends. On leaving Pirate’s Cove on the 16th I checked into a motel in Paso Robles (a very nice town, by the way) and worked very hard for the rest of the day and early the following morning on an article correction.

Then I headed north to visit one of the California missions, Mission San Antonio de Padua. The missions, founded by the Francisans in the late 18th and early 20th centuries, were a fundamental aspect of the Spanish colonization of California (and of other territories too). You can learn more about the California missions here, here and here.

Editing note on October 23rd: after e-mail contact with the Mission San Antonio staff, I’ve made a few corrections in my comments.

 

October 17th

I leave Paso Robles mid morning and arrive at Mission San Antonio around 11:30. Mission San Antonio, I learn from Frankie in the visitor’s center, is one of the largest of the missions, the least known, the most difficult to find and the hardest one to restore. That’s why it’s the most interesting, I remark. In contrast to most of the other missions, no town grew up around it. Its isolation is due to the fact that the mission was originally surrounded by large land grants that, through several changes of ownership, eventually became a military installation. The mission is located in a small valley, away from the main routes that now follow the Salinas River. When you see how desolate that part of the Salinas Valley is, though, you can understand why the Franciscans chose to build elsewhere.

The great attraction of Mission San Antonio for me is that it is the one which best shows how the original missions appeared. The vistas from the entrance have not changed since the mission was founded in 1771.

You can read more about this remarkable historic monument here and here, and see more pictures here.

The view to the south…

5_vista - south

…and to the east…

6_vista - east

Of course, slightly further south there is the military installation, but we don’t see it from here.

 

The mission, from a distance:

4_mission façade - far

 

The front of the church. The mission is currently under orders from the state to conform to earthquake safety standards, hence the work that has recently been undertaken:

1_church façade -scaffolding bis

But they seriously need financial help. Of course, donations are welcome.

 

The west wing, which houses the museum, the visitor’s center and the gift shop:

3_mission façade

The gift shop contains many works by local artists for sale on consignment. It’s a very interesting shop, in fact.

 

The east wing…

4b_mission - east wing

A part of the mission facilities are available to rent as a retreat center.

 

The entrance to the courtyard:

7_garden - entrance

 

Restoration is a never-ending job:

8_church outside - from courtyard 9_church outside - from east

 

The church entrance is currently from a side door in the courtyard:

10_chapel entrance

 

The church still serves a functioning parish of 33 families:

11_chapel inside - far 12_chapel inside - close up

 

The courtyard…

13_garden - courtyard

…with its lawn….

14_garden - lawn

…trees…

15_garden - trees 16_garden - palm tree

…rose garden…

16b_garden - roses

…and other flowers, for example the golden poppy, California’s state flower:

17_garden - golden poppy

 

In front of the church, a statue of the mission’s founder, the well-known Franciscan, Father Junipero Serra, …

19_mission - staute of founder

…badly in need of cleaning.

 

The mission staff is trying to restore some of the exterior plantations, to show an aspect of mission life. For example, grapes, …

20_plants - grapes

…olives, …

21_plants - olive tree 22_plants - olives

…and pomegranates:

23a_plants -pomegranite tree 23b_plants - pomegranate

 

I would encourage anyone travelling in California to take the time to visit Mission San Antonio. And by giving the mission this meager publicity I hope to give the mission staff a little help in meeting their 2017 deadline for the earthquake security norms. They have a special website for this preservation effort here.

 

Pirate’s Cove

October 15th – 16th

I leave El Capitan Park early and drive west and north on Highway 101. I stop at another state park at Gaviota, just out of curiosity. It’s closed for the season.

I continue north and inland, and in short order I’ve passed Point Conception and Point Arguello on the coast. Anyone familiar with California knows that northward of these two landmarks we are no longer in southern California. It’s cooler here and the ocean water gradually becomes cold.

I stop at the village of Solvang for lunch. Solvang was founded by Danish settlers and tries to look it. I take no pictures, but you can see plenty of photos here. You can read about Solvang here and here.

By late afternoon I arrive at Pismo Beach State Park. It’s cool here, breezy, and in the evening a heavy dew gathers on my picnic table. I can’t sit outside and work.

But the next morning is sunny and bright and I go to a place with the evocative name of Pirate’s Cove. It’s on an isolated stretch of the coast between Pismo Beach and Avila Beach:

1_coast near Pismo Beach

 

It even has a pirate’s cave…

2_the pirate's cave

…through which we can see a lot of wildlife:

3_bird colonies

 

The cove seen from above…

October 14-16_Captitan to Paso 042 4_view onto Pirate's Cove

…and from the opposite shore:

5_cove from the opposite end

 

The water temperature isn’t bad at all, considering where we are now, and normally the cove would be a good swimming hole, but the surf is rough today, the waves high.

11_would be a good swimming hole, but...

 

Above us some opulent homes…

7_with some opulent houses above

…and more:

6_more houses

 

In fact, Pirate’s Cove is indeed a good swimming hole…

8_in fact it is a good swimming hole...

…and an ideal place for nude sunbathing:

9_seal sunbathing on rock in cove

10_another sunbather

 

I’ve been lucky with wildlife lately.

Santa Barbara and thereabouts

Hi everyone,

After a long drive from Monterey yesterday I’m back in Sonoma County today, at the home of my brother Tim and his wife Anne-Marie. It’s raining this morning, to the great relief of everyone. We hope this is the beginning of the end of a three-year drought. We shall see.

Here’s Tim and Anne-Marie on their front porch:

October 15-19 San Antonio to Rhonert Park 048

 

Article I’m correcting at the momentSurface dynamics along the shores of Tunis Gulf (North-eastern Mediterranean Sea)

 

October 12 – 14th

I leave Malibu and drive up the coast stopping here and there to shop and work on my computer in a café. In the afternoon I settle in at Carpinteria State Park, but I take no pictures as my camera is no longer working. I’ll get that taken care of in Santa Barbara tomorrow. Carpinteria, though, is very pretty beach resort town.  You can read about it and see pictures here and here.

In Santa Barbara the next day I get myself a new camera. I take only a few pictures in town, just to try out the camera…

1_Santa Barbar-1_just a few... 2_...photos suffice

…but Santa Barbara needs no publicity.

 

I make my way north again to El Capitan State Park and find a nice campsite…

3_El Capitan campsite

…and I then rush to the beach to take some more pictures with my new camera.

4_I rush to the beach...

 

I can’t help but notice the sorry condition of the stairs leading down to the beach…

4b_stairs

…which leads me to say that our state parks in California are generally in a sorry condition: underfunded, defunded, unfunded…

 

But the beach is beautiful, both to the south…

6_the beach to the south

…and to the north:

7_beach to the north

 

I take a lot of pictures of the beachlife, both terrestrial…

8b_beachlife tree

…and aquatic, though I suspect this specimen no longer qualifies as “life”:

5_...to try out my new camera...

 

I like the shadows they produce in the late afternoon light.

8_...on the beach life...

9b_more beachlife 11_beachlife 2

12_beachlife 3 13_beachlife 4

 

Especially this one:

15_my shadow

 

That evening I take some pictures from the bluff above the beach:

17_that evening from the bluff

 

Those specks you can just barely make out in the distance, they’re offshore drilling platforms:

16_due west, the oil rigs

 

A platform, with the zoom:

17b_platform with zoom

The sky is grey this evening. The forecast for tomorrow is grey and cooler. Autumn is coming.

 

The next day I take a long walk a few miles along the coast to the next state park, El Refugio:

19_to El Refugio campground

It doesn’t look bad from here, but when I walk around the campground I see that it, too, is rather run down. The palm trees give it a nice appearence from this bluff.

 

The day is grey but warm…

20_day is grey but warm 20b_beach warm grey day

 

The Pacific Ocean is a great swimming hole:

20c_beach warm grey 2

 

I take an interest in the plant life along the way. I’ve seen this one many a time, but I still don’t know what it’s called:

October 13 - 14 Santa Barbara 022 October 13 - 14 Santa Barbara 023

This one is new to me:

18_next day - walk - plants

 

I’ve been told by Captain that these are called “prickly poppies”, though I called them “datura” in another blogpost. I’ll have to look them up again. It seems to me that I found the name “datura” either online or in a book that I bought about Zion Park. Maybe someone else out there can help me?

22a_prickly poppy 22b_prickly polly

 

And of course there are the palm trees, starting to be less numerous along this part of the coast:

21b_palms

 

I haven’t had much success as a wildlife photographer on this trip. I long ago gave up on the ubiquitous deer and squirrels. But his pelican is too good to pass up. I decide to approach step by step, to see just how close I can get. Not too close yet…

23_pelican 1

 

Closer…

23_pelican 2

 

…closer still…

23_pelican 3

 

…the closest I’ll ever get. The seagull has already taken flight…

23_pelican 4

 

And then I take one step too many:

24_pelican flies away

Crystal Cove

Hi everyone,

It’s been a week since I’ve posted anything, but I’ve been busy all the same and I have a lot to report. I’m in Monterey this morning, heading north to Sonoma County today to the home of my brother Tim. But this isn’t yet the end of the Olsen Road. I have two or three posts from the last week in the works.

Reading: The Best of Connie Willis

For those of you who don’t know Connie Willis, you can learn about her here and here, and doubtless on many more sites too. This is a collection of her award winning short fiction. I’ve read many of these stories before, but there are some that are new to me.

 

October 11th

I leave San Clemente State Park early and stop in Newport Beach at Crystal Cove State Park. This turns out to be a most interesting place. As I’ve been focused on beach houses lately, I have to say that there are a few here that deserve attention, in more than one way…

1_Crystal Cove house_1

…all of them in the same state as the one above:

2_CC house_2 4_CC houses_4 5_CC house_5

 

But wait, there appears to be one, top left, that is still inhabitable:

3_CC houses_3

 

In fact, the Crystal Cove community is alive and well:

7_Crystal Cove community

Though now a part of the state park system, Crystal Cove is partially managed by an association that seeks to help preserve its traditions and character.

 

There are many beach bungalows available for short-term rent:

8_houses for rent

The village center of Crystal Cove has a visitor’s center, a restaurant, a bar (of course)…

10_village center

… and also a museum where there is a section devoted to beachware…

11_beachware museum 12_museum bis

13_museum poster

And these are the last photos I take with this camera. After nearly four years of good and loyal service, my very good little Canon gives up the ghost, doubtless from the wear and tear and sand and dust of recent months.

I continue up the coast  via Huntington Beach and Long Beach, somewhat contraried by the fate of my camera. I stop at two or three camera shops along the way  and learn that it will be less expensive to buy a new camera  than to repair this one.

It’s getting late in the day and there is the vast obstacle of Los Angeles just ahead of me, so I decide to drive on and get past it. I take Interstate Highway 410, also called the San Diego Freeway, and Venice Blvd. to make my way to the Pacific Coast Highway. And that is how I end up in a motel in Malibu for the night. It’s too dark for me to go on to the next state park, even though I know it’s not far. The days are much shorter now than when I first started out on the Olsen Road.

Up the coast

I’m in Malibu today, reporting on the last three days.  There are more pictures to come, but I’ve had a problem with my camera. I hope to get it taken care of tomorrow.

 

October 8th to 11th

I leave Jamul on the 8th and begin to slowly make my way up the coast of southern California, camping at Carlsbad the first night.

1_campsite at Carlsbad

This isn’t a very nice campground and it’s expensive. Many of the beach state parks in southern California are now managed as money-making operations by local municipalities or even private interests.

But there nice sunsets here…

2_sunset at Carlsbad

…and we’re right on the path of southern migration…

5_flying south

…which reminds me that I should be on my way north.

 

Early the next morning I’m on my way north along the Pacific Coast Highway. I stop at San Onofre State Park, but the campground is closed for the season. I use my pass from the campground in Carlsbad to spend a few hours there. It’s enormous and empty, whereas Carlsbad was crowded.

6_beach at San Onofre

San Onofre Beach is hard to get to. Everywhere there are signs warning us of the unstable cliffs and that we should keep back.

8_cliffs at San Onofre

This beach is isolated and empty, yet our State Park System must nevertheless try to impose prudish laws:

7_no nudity

 

Later in the day I finally arrive in San Clemente, the beach resort town that became famous in the early 1970s as the location of the Western White House, the California home of then president Richard Nixon. It’s quite near San Onofre State Park.

Fabienne and Wayne, you are right, San Clemente State Park is very nice. It’s the best I’ve seen, with good services and a pleasant personnel, even if they make me change campsites for the second night. This is my second campsite, not so nice as the first:

9_San Clemente campsite 1 10_San Clement campsite 2

(But I didn’t get a picture of the first one. I had a lot more trees there.)

I like San Clemente. The town center is nearby and has everything I need, especially a café with a good internet connection; so I get a lot of work done.  I’m now working on : Heritage materials and biofouling mitigation through UV-C irradiation in show caves: State-of-the-art and future challenges.

And they have nice sunsets too:

11_San Clemente-sunset

But there are beautiful sunsets all along this coast.

 

One afternoon I take a long walk south of the park to look at some of the expensive homes on the bluff above the beach.

18_houses full west_look fragile

17_houses up close

 

Speaking of unstable cliffs, all along the California coast, north and south, there are problems with houses sliding down the cliffs. I wonder if and when it may happen to some of these homes:

14_San Clemente houses 2

Some of them look very fragile:

19_very fragile 13_San Clement houses 1

Especially this one:

20_especially this one

I wonder if structures such as these can last another twenty years. Then again, I suppose that these are just another sort of cliff dwelling. They, too, may have to be abandoned.

In Jamul and San Diego

Hi everyone,

With this post it looks as though I may indeed catch up to today’s date.

 

October 3rd to 7th

I’m in the town of Jamul in southern California, in the San Diego area, with my friends Fabienne and Wayne.

We spend Saturday taking a grand tour of San Diego, starting in the north and heading southwards through the beach communities of Solana Beach, Del Mar, Torrey Pines, La Jolla, La Jolla Shores, Pacific Beach, Mission Beach, Coronado and more… Wayne must have been exhausted by the end of the day. Here are Fabienne and Wayne at the Torry Pines Glider Port with the Pacific Ocean in the background. Those of you back home in Besançon and at the CLA may recognize Fabienne. She’s a bisontine (that is to say, from Besançon) and was once one of our students.

a1_Fabienne & Wayne at Torrey Pines...

 

Later that day we have lunch at Loew’s, a harbor resort south of Coronado…

a2_later that day, lunch at Loew's

…with a very nice view northward:

a3_the view from Loew's

Our waitress accepts to take a picture of the three of us.  Too bad we have the sun in our eyes:

a4_our waitress took...sun in eyes

 

At Nahrain’s Fish and Chicken Grill

In the evening we go out to dinner and I meet some of their friends, a most wonderful group of people:

b1_a most wonderful group of people

From left to right we have Chris, Wayne, Will, Arwa, Jeff (standing), Fabienne and Dennis.

Here’s the group minus Dennis who’s taking the picture:

b2_the group minus Dennis

(photo by Dennis)

 

Here’s Dennis now, charming the ladies:

b3_Dennis charming the ladies

(photo by Jeff, I believe)

 

Arwa has now selected our fish.  There was a lengthy discussion with the proprietor as to whether we should have two small fish or just one big one.

b4_Arwa selects our fish

(photo by Dennis)

Arwa shows us our bread:

b6_Arwa show us our bread

(photo by Dennis)

 

Wayne and Arwa have just concluded a pact…

b7_Wayne and Arwa have just concluded a pact, but...a

(photo by Dennis)

 

Here Wayne suddenly understands that he has committed himself to a trip to Mexico with Will and Arwa…

b8_...Wayne has only just understood...

(photo by Dennis)

…to Fabienne’s great amusement:

b9_to Fabienne's great amusement

(photo by Dennis)

A great evening and a great meal in great company.

 

On San Diego Bay

The next day Wayne takes me out on his boat, the Tender Lady:

c3TenderLady 2

 

(photo by Wayne)

c2_Tender Lady (2)

 

Captain Wayne:

c4_boating_Captain Wayne

 

First mate Dennis:

c5_first mate Dennis

 

The crew:

c6_the crew

 

The sole passenger, John:

c7_passenger John

(photo by Wayne)

 

The first mate hard at work:

c8_first mate Dennis at work

 

Once out on the bay we encounter some seals sunbathing on this buoy:

c9_on the bay_seals

 

Downtown San Diego appears in the distance:

c10_downtown San Diego_distance

 

The view beyond Coronado Island:

c11_downtown_beyond Coronado

 

The Spirit of San Diego overtakes us:

c12_Spirit of San Diego overtakes us

 

As we approach an aircraft carrier a small Naval Security vessel comes to greet us:

c13_aircraft carrier & security

 

The same carrier a few moments later. Apparently we’ve convinced security that we’re no threat:

c14_carrier later

 

We approach downtown:

c15_downtown approaches

 

Another carrier, the Midway, now a museum:

c16_another carrier_museum

 

At the foot of downtown:

c17_at the foot of downtown

 

The Star of India moored near downtown:

c18_the Star of India

 

San Diego International Airport is quite near and the planes come in very near and very low:

c19_airplane

 

Back in the harbor the crew puts the Tender Lady back in her slip:

c20_back in port c21_the crew puts the TL to rest

 

The Cabrillo Monument

Later in the day Wayne and I go up to Point Loma and the Cabrillo Monument:

d1_me at the Cabrillo Monument

 

Cabrillo was this guy…

d2_Cabrillo was this guy...

…briefly introduced by this sign:

d3...this guy here...

I remember studying him in California history at school. You can learn more about him here.

 

Here I am looking through binoculars at the panorama of San Diego Harbor and Coronado Island:

d4_me again at the monument

 

A few of the views:

d5_panorama1 d6_panorama2

d7_panorama3 d8_panorama4

 

Back at the house in Jamul

The entrance to the house:

e1_entrance ches F & W

 

Needless to say, Fabienne and Wayne have plants…

e2_interesting plants that...

…that you don’t find just anywhere:

e4_....just anywhere

 

Such as this pepper tree:

e5_like this pepper tree

e6_pepper... e7_...berries

 

Such familiar plants as agave and prickly pear…

e8_agave and prickly pear, but...

…but this prickly pear appears to have only rudimentary spines:

e9_...this prickly pear... e10_appears to have only rudimentary spines

 

And numerous flowers:

e11_red flower

e12_orange flower e13_orange flower bis

 

And something that we do indeed frequently find elsewhere:

e12_garden elf

 

I’ve had a wonderful time here in San Diego, as you can well see. I feel as though I’ve discovered one of the great cities of my home state, with wonderful people and its own way of life. And I’m very grateful to Fabienne and Wayne for their hospitality and their friendship.

And here I’ll stop. I’m leaving Jamul tomorrow to begin slowly moving up the California coast.

I’m in no hurry.