The absolute reason to have a motorcycle on the beach!
This morning, I went with two very good friends, Barry White
and Luther Vandross for a walk down the beach.
When you exit my gate, you are facing the ocean, turn left and you are
heading South on the beach in Crucita. That
is where we are going. South. After I pass the
fishing boats, a wide beach awaits me. The
tide is out, the sky is still tinted with the shades of early morning and the
slow roll of the waves beckons me to get going.
This is when Barry starts to sing in my ear. Now I don’t care if I ever stop walking, heck
I may just go on to Salinas. I don’t
know about anyone else, but when Barry growls in my ear my step quickens, right
ladies? I’m thinking of the many loves I've
had along the way and the love that is still at home in bed because he is retired. UGH. This
end off the beach is beautiful! When the
tide is out you can see what we call the lava fields. I don’t know if they are lava or just plain
ordinary rock but they are stupendous. I
scan the whole area thinking I will see an elusive mermaid sitting on a rock or
Moby Dick floating by. Who know what
lurks under and around those rocks.
As I am happily stepping out with my friends, up behind me comes a group, it
is comprised of most every age of human you can think of. Some jog by, some fly by, and some I know wish they had Barry singing in their ear.
When I finally reach the fliers ( those show offs) they are doing lunges
on the beach. I’m sure they think they are giving encouragement to those of us that do not lunge and fly. Now please tell me, what makes
them think, seeing them do lunges and still breathing, makes us like
them. I guess they are too young to
understand, this is a retirement beach and we don’t do fast. Little show offs. I just smile and pick up my step, I’ll show
them. I hope they don’t notice my damp brow
and gasping breaths. Lunges my a**. With
no going back I continue on, I’m sure I look smashing in my Lane Bryant black
one piece Miraclesuit. Miraclesuites’
hold everything in place so they say tell me.
I am back in stride and here comes another hurdle. This beauty walks past sporting a white bikini with
flowing mane and beautiful smile. It’ so
hard to hate her, but a little trip into the sand may not hurt either. Ugh. I decide to walk further down the beach and around
the corner of this cliff. Starting here you lose view of the condos and other life forms on the beach, thank goodness. I am picking them up and putting them down,
as I watch the crabs scurry across the way and the sea gulls scanning the surf
for a quick snack. I keep my head down eyeing
the rocks for some treasure. Surely one
day I will find an artifact or better yet a hunk of gold to show sleeping
beauty when I get back. When I round the
last corner I spot something in the water.
Now being youthful once I have a pretty good idea what is in the water. The
motorcycle carried them far away from the prying eyes of the beach walkers, fliers
and lungers. But… they didn't go far enough
that Barry and Luther could not find them. Now we are both embarrassed and it’s like ok
what now? I’m too old to run, lunging
didn't look like an option so I pretend I don’t see them and they pretend they
don’t see me. I don’t know, but I think
the moment was lost. I guess I could have
loaned them my friends Barry & Luther, but what the heck, I do have an ornery
streak in me so I smile and turn back to the North. It makes me wish my love
was here instead of in bed. I now have a
new respect for motorcycle tracks down the lonely stretch of beach. You know one of my dear friends Marlene,
always tells me to wear sunglasses. “If you
have sunglasses on nobody knows if you are looking at them or not.” Crap why
didn’t I listen to her, I wish I had them on now. Fighting the urge to laugh I take the boys
and we head home, past the lungers, joggers, fliers, and that darn girl in the
white bikini. Oh to be young again!
