Being from the landlocked midwest, the natural beauty of the California coast was overwhelming to me; especially an incredible pocket of coastline where you feel like you've traveled back in time. Traditional 5pm Martini Glass Flag salutes complete with trumpet call, original cottages ...
...dating back to the 1930's, jovial faces in memories captured in black and white, adorning walls of carefully preserved studios that smell and feel a peek into the past.
Which is why, at precisely 8am, the first of every month, I glued my eyes to my screen-and after three years I finally did it, I got through the barrage of other hopefuls and secured a cottage, #45.
We arrived at 10am so that we could make the most of the day. We explored the top deck and the multicultural center learning about the history of the area. Arden enjoyed watching the water and playing in the preserved classroom.
Lunch at Ruby's (hilltop) and exploring the shaded artists' village; taking a rest while waiting for our cottage to be ready for 4pm check in!
Time to Check in...
Pastel furniture and walls, vintage spice tins, every wall was interesting and full of charm.
After settling in we ventured out for some pre-dinner fun. Arden jumped the creek and loved having the beach to herself as the day wound down and tourists departed.
Sunset behind the cottage, flashlights to guide the way to dinner.
Top of the Morning
Morning sun and some more exploration before breakfast.
After breakfast at The Beachcomber we headed back to pack up, I took final photos and Arden helped us sign the guest book.
Awaiting our next visit-
We had the most charming visit and can't wait until our next stay at this very special, hidden gem.