Last Saturday, as I was hanging over the boardwalk on in Santa Cruz on the Sky Glider, I once again lamented our imminent departure. I realize I must sound like a broken record with regard to the "there is so much to do here" business, but darn it (again), there is still just too much to do!
The trip to Santa Cruz last weekend was a reward trip for Kelsey's Brownie Troop. They earned a tidy sum selling cookies and although some funds are being donated, we wanted them to enjoy a bit of their earnings. They chose a field trip to the Boardwalk, and we apparently planned it for a gorgeously sunny, but not too hot Saturday in May.
It had its ups and downs (don't they all), but I felt by the end of the day, it was safe to categorize the trip as a success. The girls romped and picnicked on the beach, ran into each other at the bumper cars, rode roller coasters, and in general, had a great time. There were a few tears here and there (should I say they all seemed to be on my daughter's part?) but nothing like a few Dippin Dots (apparently no longer the "Ice Cream of the Future") to bandage any wounds.
I didn't buy the all-access pass (wrist bracelet), but managed to take in two rides, one of which was the Giant Dipper. It was a hard, noisy roller coaster ride, but so much fun. I couldn't bring myself to purchase the obligatory picture of me at one particularly harsh turn, but just imagine my hair on end, mouth pasted open in a frightened grin, and fists gripping the handlebars for dear life...you get the picture. Oh, and note the day it opened? I had to ride it after I saw that, considering 86th anniversary was only two days away.
Now I was good and avoided most of the Boardwalk fare, but the funnel cakes just called to me. I skipped the ice cream and gloppy strawberries, and ordered the "original" which is the cake sprinkled with a light dusting of powdered sugar. Even that was a bit much, but thankfully the girls were willing to help me finish it off.
After walking up and down the Boardwalk and investigating it fairly seriously, I felt it was like others that we have been to in the past with the exception of the items in the photograph. Your name* in lights (or bold-face type) in my next blog post if you correctly guess the item's name. I was a bit frightened by the idea, but have no doubt some folks love it as a special Boardwalk treat.
The day went by much more quickly than we anticipated, and soon we were headed home. The girls seemed to have the time of their lives, and although I was not sure what to expect, I was pretty thrilled with the outcome. If you are in the Santa Cruz area, and have the chance, it's definitely not a bad way to spend a sunny Saturday.
As it turns out, the Boardwalk was not much closer to home than other parts of Santa Cruz. Our drive was easily 90 minutes one way, and the GPS veered us slightly off track once, making the trip a tiny bit longer. Happily, there was parking just across the street from the boardwalk, only $11 and an easy walk if you felt like dropping off the lunch bags prior to starting the rides. As with other areas in Northern California, light jackets are always helpful, even on sunny days, as well as hats and sunscreen. If you or your traveling companions opt to romp in the sand or water, you might consider a change of clothes and most definitely a towel.
*Sadly, Shannon and Peter are not eligible due to the email photo they received that afternoon explaining said items. It was too shocking not too share!