Tuesday, November 19, 2013

california adventure: glamping at costanoa

I arrived just after dark.  Not a great start to my first glamping experience since I would have to find my tent in blackness, but I suppose watching the sunset over the ocean during the 1 hour drive south of SF was my constellation prize.  I visited Costanoa nearly 2 years before while exploring places nearby our wedding location for rehearsal dinner and places for people to stay.  For that purpose it wasn't exactly what we were looking for, but I had always wanted to return. 

This past weekend was the only one that was semi-free in the 2 upcoming months, so I took advantage for a chance to get away by myself.  It is not something that I would normally do, but over the past few months, I have been feeling a nudge for some time of solitude.

After I had checked in at the front desk, they gave me the key to #27 and sent me on my way. From previous camping experiences, I knew there were reasons why one should show up while there was still sunlight, as I drove by my cabin twice before finally figuring it out.  The night was chilly, as it often is this close to the coast, and I did wonder if I had brought warm enough clothes.  The little cabins truly are tents, made of thick canvas and you can feel the cold air running through it.  However, once inside, it is set up like a tiny, rustic hotel room.  Full size bed, electric lights and a tiny chair and mirror. The experience of "camping" without all the set-up.

Pigeon Point Lighthouse a few miles north
Food was the first thing on my mind, and because I did not pack anything, I headed straight over to the restaurant on the premises.  It was crowded with families staying in the bungalows and the lodge itself, so I sat at the bar chatting with the bartender and eating crab cake sliders {delish!}.  It was still early when I finished {though the darkness can be deceiving when you're camping} I visited the fireplace they have at the comfort station and read.  

Even though I had on multiple layers, the cold finally got to me, so I went back to the tent to read and keep warm under the electric blanket.    When I left SF, I had very grandiose visions of how productive I would be.  How inspired to read and write.  But to be really honest, I found myself very restless and distracted.  I kind of hate to admit this, but by 9:30, I was in bed with the lights out.  

Sunday was another day though, and after getting some coffee at the lodge, I took advantage of the adirondack chairs outside of each bungalow.  Drinking coffee, reading and watching the happenings of the campground.  Including a covey of California quail wandering to and from.

Final to-do on my list was to head out on a hike.  Fortunately, I could leave right from the lodge parking lot, across highway 1 and to a trail leading straight to the beach.  At that time in the morning, the beach was completely empty.  For a natural wanderer, it was the perfect opportunity to take in the views of the ocean and small cliffs along the edge.  An chance to wander and explore, contemplate life and be thankful for the amazing blessing of creation.


  1. How wonderful! The picture of the beach is lovely. On a side note...
    I read Les Miserables when I was 13 and planned to move to France ever since. I just moved there three months ago.

    1. Thank you so much Hata! It was an amazing place to spend a November weekend. I love your story about Les Miserables. I am only about 1/3 of the way through, but it is a very fascinating book. It does have the effect to draw you in! Hope that Paris is treating you well, I love that city!!

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