Marina Walk Project – 12062014

Our Saturday morning marina walk quickly began after parking and a short ball throwing and fetching session for Lucy dog. We parked adjacent to San Pedro’s electric trolley car service.  Besides San Francisco, I actually don’t recall any other city I’ve visited with an electric trolley car – especially one that only goes for two miles.

You can call where we began our walk either the start or end route, whichever way you choose to look at your glass as half full or empty.  Too tired to do your own walk?  Try saying that to Lucy dog.  The mere mention of the word – W A L K – gets her drooling all over her self and moving all about like if she was rap dancing to a dog walking song.

I’m just a walkin’ my dog
Singin’ my song, strollin’ along
It’s just me and my dog, catchin’ some sun
We can’t go wrong

My life was lonely and blue
Yeah I was sad as a sailor

‘Cause I’m just a walkin’ my dog

Singin’ my song, strollin’ along
It’s just me and my dog, catchin’ some sun
We can’t go wrong

Read more: Nellie McKay – The Dog Song Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Now if those few words don’t entice you to want to get out then maybe the thought of Catalina Island on a warm Southern California day – will.


Our electric trolley does not cross this track, but we did.  Trolley’s final stop is by the cruise port terminal, just below the Vincent Thomas Bridge, once again our very own version of the San Francisco bridge, only ours is blue and allot smaller.

Continue your walk a little more towards the water, below the blue bridge and you come to the Catalina Island terminal.  This is where you can, day or night, rain or shine, jump on a boat or helicopter to get to the island of Catalina.  Just a mere 26 miles away.  And with music in the air, right after our lunch time margarita, I leave you with these Catalina Island words from it’s very own island song.

Twenty- six miles across the sea
Santa Catalina is a-waitin’ for me
Santa Catalina, the island of romance, romance, romance, romance

Water all around it everywhere
Tropical trees and the salty air
But for me the thing that’s a-waitin’ there-romance

It seems so distant, twenty-six miles away
Restin’ in the water serene
I’d work for anyone, even the Navy
Who would float me to my island dream

Twenty- six miles, so near yet far
I’d swim with just some water-wings and my guitar
I could leave the wings but I’ll need the guitar
for romance, romance, romance, romance

Once your cross those tracks you are now into what I refer as the bowels of the LA ports of call.  If you arrived by boat from either Cabrillo, Holiday Harbor, or Cabrillo Way Marina this is a great walk for you and a short cut to some of the freshest sea food in town.


Below is where the largest fishing boat fleet resides, adjacent to a huge pinkish building that processes all the fish caught by the fleet.  We saw one guy baiting five gallon white buckets on one of these boats – lobsters or crab?  His chiuagua dog was on board trying to get Lucy’s attention but, quickly (muy pronto) quieted with the words, (cajate!!!).  Chances are if you are eating fresh caught fish in Southern California, it arrived here first.


I don’t want to bore with words but, maybe so with pictures. If you care to duplicate this walk, park at any number of free parking lots, start walking north, and stay as close to the water as you like.  Go till you get tired, then retrace or loop around like we did today.


Great burgers and fantastic location for sitting and hanging out.  When you come visit – decide if you want the short medium or long route.  Either way we walk you won’t be far from a number of places to eat.  Hungry for fish?  Just look across from this place – Utros Crest Cafe and you are at the LA Ports of Call.  Only about fifty or so restaurants, to choose from and all the live seafood you care to see.

Want to hear some Mexican music?  On weekends when the sun is shining, you can’t help but find the Mariachi’s playing.  For a few bucks they come to your table or follow you around playing the likes of “The Bamba”, We are Lovers; Pretty Maria, or even “The Cockroach”.


Check out the local calendar.  Downtown San Pedro is just a short walk away.  Hang a left at that (another) pink building up ahead of this sign.

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Now here is another bargain boat for sale and since this is a boating blog then it must show pictures of boats.  DSCF0486



Don’t know about your last walk but, where else in the world can you walk that at one moment you are watching a container ship getting loaded and stand just a few feet from a tall ship.  No, not one tall ship, but two.  These two were waiting to get decorated for this evening’s boat parade.


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Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.

“Remind me to give you a bath when we get home”!

Another great walk nearly completed.  At this stop we turned around calling it “halfway”.   Admiral Patti in her quest for accuracy quickly noted that her “fitbit” registered 2,583 steps since the start of our walk.  By the time we arrived at the 4runner besides hunger in our bellies – we walked a mere 2.1 miles.  Thanks to Lucy & Patti too!


Note below:  By the Spring of 2015 coming to a warehouse near me – Homemade Brewery!


The final stretch and all downhill now as we retraced coming back down Harbor Street and the end of the trolley line.  Just down this road is the Western Flyer.

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Our goal: To know the true value of time; to snatch and seize each day, to enjoy every moment of it. No idleness or laziness or procrastination in this family.  And did I hear you also say, never put off till tomorrow what you can do today!

Till the next walk – enjoy your day.


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Retired and now moving on from the cruising life jeeps, adventure bike, gardening, and travel. Always in search of the next great adventure!
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