That's the Point...

 

Dana Point, that is.  Yesterday, we went south in the rain to look about.  Today, we went north in the sunshine.  Given the options, I prefer the sunshine.

We started our morning with a walk to a nearby restaurant (about 4 blocks).  $50 for breakfast - welcome to California. 

Then back to the van and heading north.  It was an interesting drive, trying to stay along the coast when possible.  Not possible as you go by Camp Pendleton.  Making it to Dana Point...

 We checked out the marina here...

 It is huge.  We had considered taking the ferry to Catalina Island, but the best timing for us would have been yesterday, and the weather was ugly.  So, another time, maybe.

We are both fascinated with the houses built along the cliffs and up the hills...

 Heading back south, we enjoyed the ocean views...

 There is a View Area off I-5, close to Camp Pendleton.  We stopped there for a "VanLife" lunch, made by Joan while we took in the views.  When we were getting ready to leave, we saw this...

 Landing craft, heading to shore at full speed.  There are "military maneuvers" underway at Camp Pendleton, including this close fly over by a helicopter...

 Making our way back to Oceanside, we drove along the beach and pier area...

 Back to the RV park, Joan wanted to visit a coffee shop a block away, and tempted me with "And you can check out that guitar store we walked by on the way back from the restaurant."  She got a fancy coffee and a pastry, I picked out a chocolate croissant for later.  While she enjoyed her treat, I went to Dusty's Guitars...

 An interesting collection of used guitars and amps and a few new brands that I wasn't familiar with.  Nothing called my name, but it was an interesting visit.

Back to the van, Joan asked if I'd play some guitar while we were out on the patio.  "Sure."  I played for a while, then Murphy came to the door (it was open with the screen down)...

 He acted like he might want to come out, so I put his harness and leash on him.  He mostly sat on Joan's lap, sure that every person who walked by was out to kill him.  A very different social personality that Rufus, who just knew anyone in his sight was there to see him, people and dogs included.  To the best of my knowledge, no one has tried to kill Murphy.  Even when he gets the "evening crazies" at 3:00 am.  ;-)