I was lucky enough to crash at my friend Leslie’s hotel in Dana Point. It was an awesome hotel – great for a quiet beachtown getaway. Here is a shot of the hotel:
And the view from the room (that is the ocean way out in the distance – the hotel was a bit of a walk from the beach):
I decided to walk down to the beach one morning. It was quite a hike down a very steep hill. I had so much fun climbing it with my car, I didn’t think what it would feel like on foot. It was actually a bit tricky going down! I knew it would be rough going back up. And it was! I was determined to not stop and keep the same pace as I went back up. I was very red, sweaty and out of breath after! I would be in amazing shape if I lived here!
Here is the beach looking to the north where Dana Point harbor is:
