By Judi Curry
We moved to San Diego in 1966 and rented the second floor of a duplex at 1474 Pescadero Drive (I think that was the address.) Pescadero Drive is the alley-like street that parallels the ocean for a block or so -- not Pescadero Avenue that travels east/west. The owner of the duplex, Maria, lived on the bottom floor and had a patio and clothesline outside her living room.
The view was spectacular because there was nothing that blocked the view for 180 degrees. We watched the seals forage for food; the fishermen standing on the rocks fighting the seals for the very same food. We ran down the steps often to grab the boxes of butter and other things the Navy ships threw out before they returned to port. We sometimes took our surf boards and went out to sea just footsteps from our home. Our three daughters had a fantastic life living and learning about the ocean in the first person.
By Judi Curry
We moved to San Diego in 1966 and rented the second floor of a duplex at 1474 Pescadero Drive (I think that was the address.) Pescadero Drive is the alley-like street that parallels the ocean for a block or so -- not Pescadero Avenue that travels east/west. The owner of the duplex, Maria, lived on the bottom floor and had a patio and clothesline outside her living room.
The view was spectacular because there was nothing that blocked the view for 180 degrees. We watched the seals forage for food; the fishermen standing on the rocks fighting the seals for the very same food. We ran down the steps often to grab the boxes of butter and other things the Navy ships threw out before they returned to port. We sometimes took our surf boards and went out to sea just footsteps from our home. Our three daughters had a fantastic life living and learning about the ocean in the first person.