Fifteen miles of bridge and sand and ocean and hotel and breaking for lunch at a really cool restaurant is the new 50 and I can't help but smile when I think about this trip with him. The heat of the sun, the pavement, the traffic, where do we start? I have to map it for us.
Get there Friday. Leave from a fruit stand.
Travel down a road to bridges.
Bring sunscreen and a liter of water.
Hit the pavement early.
Insect repellent.
No poles needed, but the click is nice.
It's a celebration of our first trip, a plan for a future one.
A book with him, a screenplay with his uncle.
Today I am grateful for that trail and this trail and all the others.
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