Pismo Beach is georgeous! I fell in love with it immediately. The beauty of the ocean and the surrounding wooded areas, and the town... oh, the town. A sweet little beach town just like the kind I remember from my childhood road trips with Mimi. There really is a uniqueness to California beach towns that is nearly indescribable, but most of those towns are losing their character and it saddens me to see it every time I drive along the coast. Not Pismo. No. Pismo is still quaint and full of character, lively and relaxed.
We got to the campground late on Thursday after spending a grueling 8 hours in the car with two very fussy, demanding, and loud little girls (thankfully, the return ride was much more pleasant). We set up camp, went to the store and bought a few groceries. When we got back to camp, the Camp Chef (aka: Chef Papa) made us some dinner.
|Camp Chef making Pancake Breakfast|
|And they're off! (going on a treasure hunt)|
Just before Bunny took off, she stood at the top of the hill, and said "Its amazing" This was her first time at the beach, and she was in total awe.
|Punkin' pausing to take in the ocean|
|Walking up the beach with Daddy. |
(Final destination, Pismo Pier in the distance)
|We found a play area and stopped to play|
|Where Bunny paused to take in the view|