Can't Get Away From Good Old Zane Grey

Back to our weekend trip to California a few weeks ago- sorry, but it's almost done- when we took a day trip out to Catalina Island. I hear family stories that when I was little, my family took a sea plane out to the island. I don't remember that.  Bruce and I took a very fast boat.

We passed the Queen Mary on the way out of the harbor.

We landed in the inlet of Avalon. A small town is built up into the hillside, and there is a touristy walking street by the water, but the big attention getter is the Casino.

The Casino really used to be a casino, but now it's an auditorium on top and a movie theater down below.

We rented a golf cart, which all the locals drive, and drove up around the steep streets of the town. Bruce wanted to take some pictures- here he's running after the golf cart. Running. While taking pictures. I need to talk to him about that.

There is a nice view of the town from those high streets.

You might remember that when we were in Arizona, we saw a house that belonged to the western novel writer, Zane Grey. Turns out he had a house in Avalon too. Next Zane Grey house to visit: the one in Tahiti!

We shared a sandwich for lunch and were mobbed by the resident seagulls.

Catalina is famous for it's decorative clay tiles:

Tomorrow I'll show you what we did in the afternoon.