I have some very hip friends in Malibu who invited me over for a Fourth of July BBQ. Here are a few pictures of the day.
For those of you who think California is warm in the Summer, it’s not. Well, it is and it isn’t. The day I went to Malibu was a “it isn’t” day. I froze my tail off. You can see from the pictures that it looks like a winter day. However, it’s July.
Some of the warmest beach days I’ve enjoyed in Los Angeles have been in October and November. Go figure.
In the picture above, notice the rocks. The beach in this location washed away. The rocks protect the houses and will help bring the beach back – they hope.
The water was freezing cold to humans. My chocolate lab pal had no trouble with his oily coat.
There’s nothing I love more than free food and beer. My friends provided the beer and I caught the food. I ate three of these seagulls. They’re quite tasty with a rum marinade and Cajun seasoning.
The lifeguard shacks in L.A were getting run down. Kudos to the people who gave them a bold makeover.
Now this mailbox tells me someone with imagination and a love for life and the beach lives here. Nice choice, Malibu person I don’t know.
Here’s a shot of the hillside and some homes. There are a few gems up there I would like to make my habitat.
Even the gas stations in Malibu sport artwork with an ocean theme. The Chevron near my house has a bus bench with graffiti on it, not spitting dolphins.
That’s a quick look at Malibu.
Party like it’s your last.