Samuel is visiting us on his summer break from college and we decided to take him on an afternoon drive to the City of Half Moon Bay, about a forty minute drive northwest of Mountain View. After leaving the parched hills of Silicon Valley, it was nice to enter the moist and green terrain of the coast. We passed cherry stands, vineyards and greenhouses. The biggest industries here are fishing, floriculture and tourism. We parked downtown on Main Street, then walked the mile to the beach. Good thing, as the parking lot at the beach was full.
In addition to the sign that warns you not to wade or swim (the waves break very close to shore), the City of Half Moon Bay has come up with it's own clever masking admonition I have not seen elsewhere: "Unless you're a whale, cover your blowhole." Samuel stands by that sign, maskless. (Don't worry, he's not violating any rules. And California is lifting its mask mandate for vaccinated folks in two days.)
The beach was engulfed in fog, apparently a summer constant. Samuel and I dipped our toes in the ocean, and confirmed it was cold.
No one was swimming, but there were a fair number of fisherman, and everyone was enjoying the wide stretch of sand.
Back on Main Street, we stopped at a bakery established in 1906, simply called the Half Moon Bay Bakery, and loaded up on Half Moon chocolate chip cookies. Can you guess the shape?
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