POCKET WATCH ON PARADISE MARSH

Good morning, Merry Christmas and/or Happy Holiday Season to you.

We had some baking to do early this morning, so that pushed our walk back until the sun was up and the temperature likewise. Since we've covered almost all areas on the river, we decided to go southward along the harbor.



We headed down along San Diego's harbor, and came to the Naval Surface Forces Base (as opposed to Underwater or Aviation). Not being active duty, we knew couldn't get in, so we continued south.



We arrived at the National City cargo terminal and Pasha Shipping Lines parking lots (they transport cars around the world). A group of executives were just taking off as we drove up. Rats! Missed a helicopter flight.



There's one of Pasha's massive car carriers. My wife used to teach the kids of the owner of this company, and we went out on one of their vessels, but it was a cabin cruiser, not one of these monsters.



Like fishermen everywhere, eternally hopeful but not always lucky.



We passed the marina and its relatively amusing public artwork.






We were walking alongside some piled up rock shores and noticed a little cluster of tiny kittens. There were at least five, maybe six.




I'll come back to them later... now we are moving into a less commercial zone and the birds are starting to appear.



Which is cuter -- a bird or a kitten?



Our city's bike path for the illiterate; we were nearly run over by a guy on a fat tire, electric bike.


I actually stood in the center of this mega-high-voltage tower to take this picture. 



Now we came to the wildlife refuge which we didn't even know existed here, until today.


 This is called Paradise Marsh, although it doesn't seem like a paradise. I guess the birds must like it, despite the roar of the freeway behind them.



We were walking through the marsh on an abandoned railroad track.



The bird noticed us holding hands for the shadow photo.



Ten am. This trestle bridge was missing some sleepers, so we had to pay close attention to our footwork.  It's now warm outside and time for us to shed a couple layers of clothing. 





Just west of the marsh is a giant warehouse; nicely painted on its eastern side.



We are about out of time.

 

Walking back along the sidewalk we saw one of my pet peeves, a grown-up cyclist riding no hands while talking or texting on his phone. 


But the kitties made up for it and we enjoyed a few moments with them. I check the car carefully and Mrs C did NOT kidnap one or two of them to take home (she wanted to, I know).





Thanks for walking along with us today.



I hope you are wearing your Seikos ... I have just about run about of inventory, which means this blog will be ending soon.

PS - my breadsticks came out just fine, thanks!





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