The sun was setting, the moon was rising. Wet-suit clad men and seal pups were surfing. Seagulls and a heron were diving for dinner. And my husband (Captain Alan) was about to be eaten by Moby Whale (outside the UCSC Marine Lab). He escaped and we made it back to the campground in time for a festive dinner made with ingredients we purchased earlier in the day at a thriving downtown farmer's market.
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