Hubby has long complained that we have never been to Catalina, an island off the coast of Southern California. On the way back from San Diego we remedied that.
Our trip started from the Port of Long Beach. As the song lyrics say, it's 26 miles across the sea. There is service by various companies several times a day. One could go just for the day, leaving early in the morning and returning at 7 pm. We elected to stay overnight.
One of the first things we noticed is all of the tile. At one time there had been a tile factory on the island and tile work is prevalent around town.
No cars are permitted on the street that fronts the harbor. The number of full size cars on the island is strictly limited. Most people use gasoline powered golf carts. Since the only town, Avalon, is less than three square miles there is not much need for a full sized car.
The well mannered pigeon is obeying the rules, getting a drink from the drinking fountain.
Outside of the town of Avalon, the island is owned by either the Wrigley family (of gum fame) or the Catalina Island Conservancy. The conservancy was founded by the Wrigley's and given 88% of the island. To see these remote parts of the island one needs a permit and a sturdy vehicle. We took a tour in this Unimog.
Among the sights we saw on our tour was the vineyard the Wrigleys have planted in preparation for starting a winery, bison that freely roam the countryside, the Wrigley ranch and the Airport in the sky.
For those wanting more adventure there are zip lines, para sailing, kayaking and or course just sitting and enjoying the the sights.
Some come on cruise ships to spend the day.
Some come on their own small boats.
At the end of a busy day, we sat and enjoyed the view.
See more of our would at That's My World, Tuesday, hosted for us by Klaus, Sandy, Wren, Fishing Guy and Sylvia.