Homeward

The Santa Cruz Blues Festival again.

We probably wouldn't have gone this year, except Chris Isaak was playing, so the girls were all in, of course!

Then J said he wanted to come too, he collected a visiting colleague with his family, and a chilled afternoon of lounging, drinking beer and fab music was had by all (well....maybe not by the urban sixteen-year-old, but the rest of us had a ball).

It ends in time to walk back to our convenient parking spot (thanks lovely friend J!) and check out the sunset at Seacliff beach on the way home. That's officially a tradition now.