So after a long, rough week, the wife and I decided we needed a little get-away so we headed north from San Jose (after a slight detour due to my bad sense of direction) to the white sandy beaches of Half Moon Bay. Along for the ride was our old friend, the good Jolly Roger kite we bought during a camping trip to North Carolina's Outer Banks a couple of years ago. The kite now has the good fortune of being flown on beaches created by both the Atlantic and Pacific oceans. Arrgghhh! So we flew the kite for an hour or so and buried our feet in the sand for yet another peaceful sunset on a California beach. Helps the weight of the week (and the world) feel a little less heavy.
