T TOUR IN SAN DIEGO – Day 7

Our final day, 60 miles.  Today we went over the Coronado Bridge, what a structure!!        Felt like we were in an airplane looking down at the Harbor. Poked around in a tidepool,,,, those rocks were covered with oysters.  Tried to get someone to build a fire for fried oysters, but,,,,,,   no luck.  Did find a trophy, however.  It was caught in an oyster and that oyster really did not want to open up and let it go.  Peder gave it a little whack and we got it loose. It was an old fishing lure. Isn’t it amazing the things that amaze old people in old cars????    Hey, look, the saltworks are still alive and well in San Diego.

   Lunch on the marina green,,,,,  And then back through downtown San Diego for the final time,,,,,   One last ice cream stop,,,,   And our weary band of travelers have put the T’s asleep for the trek home.  All our T’s alive and well, surviving the hills, redlights, stop signs, launching pad dipsidoos and (at times) insane traffic of San Diego.    Finished off with the obligatory final banquet, these ladies were quite fashionable for the occasion.   Our gang from Santa Clara is at the two foreground tables.     And so tomorrow at oh dark thirty, we head for home.    Goodnite, Mrs. Calabash, where ever you are…   (You realize young folks have never heard anyone say that?    If you have heard it, you definitely qualify for a senior discount.)