well, you may never see this surf spot from any california highway (because you can't). the place may never get written about in a travel magazine (because it won't). and yet those are the reasons to love the place.
last month, the traveling band of kids, families and dogs reconvened for 'camp jalama beach 2012.' for a very short weekend, we camped out at the cabins and left all concrete worries and stresses behind. together, we shared bellyachin' laughs, and the men surfed; everyone listened to music and we feasted on each others' jokes. the kids played in the cabins and we had marshmallow smores and ate a TON of tasty vittles cooked up on the grill.
but really, we came to get a glimpse of this:
and this:
it's simple really--just a rugged, deserted stretch of coastline visited mostly by die-hard surfer types and beach rats. sitting on the sand, you're surrounded on all sides by craggy cliff, sky, flocks of sea birds overhead, sunsets and nothing more.
there are coves and caves to poke around in; and not much to see from here to santa barbara and up to lompoc. miles of farmland, where herds of cows and bands of horses roam and run freely, keeps major highways quite a distance away.
the only civilization to notice is the amtrak making its way down the tracks and the little grocery store that sells the famous jalama burger.
other than that, there is no 'there' at jalama.
but WE were all there. all of us. and not a lot of anything else.
and that's how we'd like this place to remain.
until next year everyone!!
love to the camp jalama crew for all the great memories.
read about last year's surf camp that started it all here.
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