WW,
That was back in 87. I remember a large grassy mesa-like area that overlooked the ocean. You could see the Channel Islands out in the distance and seals swimming just off shore. The edge of the grass was a cliff about 60-80 feet tall. There were some wooden steps that went down to the beach. I remember a huge rock that was not too far out in the surf. As you turned left, we jogged in the surf to a point on the cliff that was very close to the edge of the ocean...sometimes, the tide would even cover the beach there up to our waist. (Accidently got caught there once as the tide was coming in.)
We ran around the point and across the main beach of Santa Barbara to the end of the beach. Seems there was a rocky pier there and we couldn't run any further. Turned around and ran back. Finished with those crazy stairs! Seemed like there were a thousand of them!
No kidding about the car. Every time I pass it I smile. It really is nice. The Poles are really getting good at what they do. It takes a lot to impress me and it has been a long time since a car impressed me...but that one does. It really is a piece of art.
David
