Our only relatives in the immediate Bay Area are Papa Dash's Aunty and Uncle in Davenport. We love visiting their sleepy little beach town because it's a wonderful escape from the hustle and bustle of city life. One of the most exciting parts of each weekend trip is the beach excursion across the street with their 8-year old labrador retriever, Koa.
I enjoy the beach at Davenport because it's so secluded. If you drove past it on Highway 1 you probably wouldn't even know it was there. And, even if you saw cars parked across the town on the side of the road you still probably wouldn't know it was there. To access Davenport beach you have to climb down a 15-foot rock ledge, cross a railroad track, walk down a hill, then climb down more rocks. This picturesque beach is pretty much surrounded on all sides by cliffs, which makes it a perfect spot to let your dog run wild!
When Koa and Dash get together at the beach, you can barely tell there is an eight year age gap between them. Both dogs could play fetch FOREVER!
Dash loves the beach, but is still getting the hang of the ocean and the waves. He won't run into the surf, but he is willing to run into the back wash to grab the ball. Koa tries to be a good role model by jumping in to get the ball, but so far Dash remains a skeptic. I suppose it's not in a herding dog's nature to swim like it is for a labrador retriever...
Here's Dash, all sandy and wet from another rough day at Davenport beach. I wish we could make the 1.5 hour drive over more often, but with everyone's busy schedules it becomes hard to coordinate. Luckily, Dash doesn't know the difference. Whether it's been a few hours or a few weeks, he loves going to Davenport beach exactly the same amount every single time!
