Lunch on the wharf.

Take Highway One and watch out for cops until you leave San Mateo County.

On a whim I decided to drive down to Santa Cruz for lunch. It’s a pleasant hour or so on the coast highway and the choice of seafood to be had is great. Why, you can even find the occasional dish which is not deep fried.

At rest.

Too many fries.

Reflections.

Red, white, blue.

End of the Wharf.

Seal.

Even the pelicans are obese here.

All snapped on the Panny G3 with the kit lens.

And this was lunch at Gilbert’s Fire Fish Grill: