With an early start from Davenport under misty, overcast skies, we beat the Memorial Day traffic and had an interesting ride.

About four miles from Davenport, Bill started noticing personal identification and cards strewn along the edge of the road. He picked up a few and we managed to meet up with a CHIPS – California Highway Patrol – we handed over the personal ID cards, drivers license and pharmacy card for a young 24 year old woman. It appeared that things had been tossed out of the wallet over a two mile stretch. After handing over the personal cards, we cycled on another mile and found the wallet! It contained a few more photos, but we figured somebody stole the wallet while she was on the beach yesterday. The next sheriff we saw was in the town of Santa Cruz and we handed over the wallet to him. Don’t know what they do with those items but at least we feel it is in someone else’s hands.

When we walked around Davenport last night we asked the sheriff who was cruising by about leaving the bikes locked up outside and he indicated that should be fine. He did say bikes were the prime item for stealing by the homeless – and Davenport was pretty good about not letting the homeless stay around. He advised us when we got to Santa Cruz to be sure and lock them inside. After hearing that and knowing we were only 9 miles from Santa Cruz we brought the bikes into our room. last night, which we have done at most of the places we have stayed.

We did cruise through Santa Cruz on a beautiful coastal multi-use trail filled with joggers this morning. As soon as we arrived at the “Boardwalk” we stopped for a coffee. Continuing on along the boardwalk, it reminded us a little of Virginia Beach of old, amusement park, volleyball games going on and surfers.

We traveled across an old trestle bridge that was in the movie, “Lost Boys” vintage 1987.

From the coastal area, we traveled inland through Santa Cruz Harbor (Bill got his boat fix)

and then on to Target to pick up trail mix. From Target we cycled back down towards the coast into the  quaint town of Capitola, described as the oldest beach resort on the West Coast.  We have stopped for the day in Aptos. Before dinner we walked down to the Seacliff Beach State Park where families were enjoying the last of the Memorial Day weekend and we were missing ours. (Cue the violins)

Pictured below is a concrete ship, built in 1919 but decommissioned as WWI was coming to an end. It is used now as a barrier reef at the end of the Seacliff Pier and sadly, broke apart during bad storms this past February.

Tomorrow we head to Monterrey – another short ride.