Crystal Cove

Yesterday D was getting cabin fever, so we took a trip to Crystal Cove, which is North of Laguna Beach and South of Newport. We actually ended up stopping by in Laguna first. There were a lot of people out and about.

Then we drove up PCH to Crystal Cove. I wanted to show D the area where my sis and bro-in-law got married but we didn't see it. We took the trail down to the beach and had a nice stroll. There were hardly any other people around.


There a lot of shells everywhere but there are signs that it is against the law to collect any. This lobster tail? totally grossed me out:


We walked about a mile to this small group of old cottages that have been renovated and will soon be rented out.


Our goal was to go the Crystal Cove Shake Shack (which Rachael Ray visited for $40 a Day). However, there was no access to PCH from the beach in that area. There was a wooden staircase, but both the top and bottom were fenced off (you could still climb through the fence). We saw another couple come down the stairs and I was tempted to do it, but D half-joked "What would Jesus do?" We decided to just walk the mile back to our car and then drive.
The Shake Shack has a lot of different types of shakes but we settled on sharing a peach shake ($3.50). I wanted to try the date shake, but since we will soon be making a trip to Hadley's, I figured I could just get it there. We sat on a little bench facing the ocean, with PCH behind us. Tip: there was a cop on a motorcycle who was nabbing all of these speedsters on that stretch of PCH, so watch out.