Showing posts with label feral cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feral cats. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Expanding Tour Operations

Via Cabrillo Marina
News Bulletin Just In 
Saw it on the morning TV news about LA County Deputies dumping homeless at 25th Street and Mermaid. This could be an up tick for my tour business as this morning's walk to the beach resulted in only one homeless sitting at a table in Cabrillo Beach

There was a temporary halt to my homeless sightseeing tours as I was attacked twice when walking my two dogs carrying my Nikon on a neck strap. Once at Cabrillo Beach as we were leaving the tide pools and walking up the small hill. Then one day later in 22nd Street Park by a nut case that had been camping on a park bench.
Neat and organized

This morning June the 12th I started out with my dogs, my backpack and my pepper spray. I got my pepper spray from Amazon but earlier I was told to go to Big Five and get the Bear Spray. My German Shepherd could be scary looking and barking if you were a tree or ground squirrel but he could care less about people unless they are on skateboards which tend to piss him off.

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Skateboarders used to be skaters on boards. Not now, lately here in San Pedro I have been seeing millennial homeless riding their skateboards. This morning a young guys said hello to us as he walked up the hill laden with his bulging backpack. Then a young pair had a long board with over sized wheels, a shopping cart full of junk and they were camping in the Bougainvillea's across from Crafted on Harbor. The Bougainvillea are nice to look at but conceal those that camp above the abandon rail roar tracks that were once used my the trolleys. This camp has been removed several times but at great expense but after a little time they are back in.
Happy at the tidepools

The city is working on the stairs at 22nd Street above the marina so we made a detour up towards Mesa Street picking up roofing nails in the turn lanes. I don't search for nails as I used to but still pick them up as we walk by. This morning there were 8 shiny nails. We turned north on Mesa and saw a camp of about 5 homeless (some with bikes) at 21st and Crescent. There is a shady tree area next to the paved path that is a homeless drinking rec center as it is only a block from the liquor store at Pacific Street.
camping on the beach with lots of bottles

We dropped over to Crescent that runs above 22nd Street Park and walked down to Harbor Blvd. Crescent Street has to be one of the trashiest streets around here and is probably cleaned every ten years or so. Lots of the trash is wind blown as in the afternoons the wind drops down off of Palos Verde and makes it way here.
tide pools by cabrillo

When we reached Harbor Blvd, where the large anchor sits on the corner the morning troop of about 50 male walkers were doing their turn around at the anchor then heading back to the halfway house.


There are several help centers located close to the old YMCA
Army-Navy YMCA

Present location of the Harbor View House where plans are to empty the mentally disabled facility and build apartments as part of the cities "Make San Pedro Beautiful Program"

Between Bloch Field Image result for bloch field san pedro ca
and the Bougainvilleas there is a grassy park area that Happy the German Shepherd likes because of the low flying Swallows and the gopher holes

Homeless with skateboard
The Yorkie could care less about gophers and always watches the Shepherd digging in the holes wondering what that is all about.
The LAPD has been rousing these homeless by Post Office

When we reach 22nd Street we use the green belt between the divided roadway had head south towards SpaceX and the Lane Victory. This appears to be a no homeless zone as SpaceX has security and Cabrillo Way Marina does too.
They were gone for a day while dedications were made for street improvements
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Looping back we pass the stray/feral cat colonies that stink up the area around the grill/bar and the homeless bench sitter that is west of the tackle shop. We see him each morning that we go that way pushing his dolly with his belongings. yesterday afternoon I saw him up on Pacific by the 7-11.
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Across from the cat colony stench is the public bathrooms for 22nd Street Park. Those are cleaned every day by a crew and the benches have become living quarters. The inhabits vary and last week young lady has been replaced by another different young woman.

Heading up the hill I must avoid other dogs as my Yorkshire can be a real pain in the ass when he sees other dogs.
Lucky can be a monster

Next time I will try and put together some homeless viewing sites that were not included today.

Yes Virginia there is a Santa Claus but he does not visit the homeless because they lack smokestacks.










Friday, September 26, 2008

Stray Cats


After visiting the Tall Ships in san Pedro, the Port of Los Angeles, we went to visit the beach at White Point I had discovered earlier on a visit to Trader Joes. Earlier in the year I was given direction to TJ from a store in Wilmington and the verbal instructions were some what misleading. The store is located on Western Blvd. in Palos Verde and after leaving there recently I decided to follow Western to the end. Western used to be billed as the longest straight street in the world where is goes from Hollywood towards the ocean in a straight line until it meets the hills of PV where the straight stops. Well Western goes to the Pacific Ocean and if you follow the road around PV you will come to this park and a road down the bluff to parking along the rocks. There is quite a history to this beach but I will leave that for a later blog.


At the tall Ships there was a replica of the Pilgrim that Richard Henry Dana, Jr. sailed on and which he wrote of in his classic Two years Before The Mast. That journey sets out from Boston in 1834, around The Horn and then north to California. W hile visiting up and down the coast of California trading and gathering hides for return to Boston Dana stayed at San Pedro and for a while in San Diego. He enjoyed walking on the beach there and the pack of dogs that roamed about. He even adopted a pup and started to train it. Now if he would return 170 years later he would find not packs of dogs but hundreds of feral cats roaming the beach by San Pedro.


The night we visited there with my grandson not only were there feral cats in attendance but packs of racoons and way too many skunks. The cats, racoons and skunks would comingle like some summer beach party. At my boat in San Pedro many night you will be greeted by racoons fishing off the rocks and walking around the docks looking for food.




When I get caught up on my camera uses in the dark I will add some coons and stinkers.