Travels with George in Postcards 4

  • March 14, 2016, 12:58 p.m.
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We thought we would take a short drive north with our camera’s on this beautiful day. What vehicle? We’d take Grumpy as he needed gas. First to Costco. They have the cheapest gas at $2.39 a gallon. The one near us was just getting their gas. George didn’t want to buy the churned up, dirty gas. We moved on to the next nearest Costco in the valley then to the Southeast San Diego store. They were all just getting their gas deliveries too.

He found out that the next nearest Costco that sold gas was in Chula Vista….far, far, to the south near the border with Mexico. So to Chula Vista we drove, and we were really grateful that they weren’t getting a gas delivery when we arrived. Then after lunch…we kept going south. I hadn’t been to the Tijuana Sloughs since my friend Jo died.

I hadn’t expected to find the peaceful Tijuana Sloughs of my memory. Instead we found a hard topped barrier and signs. The beach was open, but the sloughs were closed for dune restoration and had become a National Wildlife Refuge. How pleased Jo and Mike and all the other’s would be about this.

The Town folks here were going to dredge a channel from the mouth of the sloughs to the end of the sloughs and install a marina. Mike began single handedly trying to stop this little city to save the slough. Along the way he recruited an army of helpers among them Paul and Jo and I. Today the north end of the slough is the Refuge, and the south end is Border Field State Park. Who would have thought this would ever happen when we began.


This northern area was to have become a marina.


The sloughs through the beach to Mexico.


Lastly across the bridge to home.


  • Himself: He had a relaxed Saturday as the Museum was closed, and he had a ball at the gala. He had the best of luck winning the drawing for two of the four giant gift baskets. Sunday we took a drive, and went to a Personalities before Principles meeting at night.
  • Herself: It was so much fun to dress up Saturday night, and Sunday was a gift to go back to the sloughs where I had so many adventures.
  • Reading: The second Longmire.
  • Gratitudes: That I survived ad am here to write these words.
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