Venice Beach, in all it’s weird, homeless, drug-induced glory that it is, is just 12 miles north of our home in Hermosa. I’ve only been to Venice once to visit the Float Lab, a type of new-age relaxation method that I would rather not go into detail about, but let’s just say it was light years away from my comfort level. But yesterday at 3:30 p.m., Shane and I set our sights outside our Manhattan and Hermosa Beach “bubble” to get our exercise in for the day by biking to Venice Beach along The Strand, a paved path that runs 22 miles along the coast from Torrance to Santa Monica.
Most of the year, you can clearly see the coast from Malibu to Palos Verdes, but as our luck would have it, yesterday a thick fog rolled in just as we were rolling out. The air was cool, thick and damp, and the light was low, which was otherwise known as my perfect day for ultimate photo ops. I took advantage of the ominous weather conditions, which gave us a completely different perspective of our city than we’ve ever seen before. Yet another reason to love where we live. Here are some shots from the day, which ended up being more memorable than the everyday crazy on the Venice Beach Boardwalk.
Shot with iPhone, edited with Instagram
