An adaptation of my photograph from 1969 in Pelican Bay, Santa Cruz Island, California. Santa Barbara 20 miles away on the horizon. Every weekend we would come, my teenage friends and I, in my father’s 29 ft. sailboat, SEA COLT. We brought half the food we needed and spent the rest of the day in the water catching the rest. This is now part of the Channel Islands National Park, but in the ’60’s this was a glorius rare day warmed by the Santa Anna winds from the mainland, crystal clear skies…. and the sea was all ours. So I remember my father on this day for his generous granting of my freedom to have this day, he reveled in such places.