Lunch with the Blue Lady
The following email was originally posted on July 31, 2018
Over the weekend, in pursuit of leg three of my five leg tour of regional Shakespeare theaters, I drove down the oh so scenic Highway 1 from San Francisco to Santa Cruz. The goal was to make the 2pm presentation of Romeo and Juliet by the Santa Cruz Shakespeare Company. However, as fate would have it, it seems that everyone in the Bay Area was attempting to escape either the heat, or the fire created smoky haze, by driving down the coast road at the same time that I was. Frustrated, I heeded the request of my companion to turn off the road and have an early lunch at what a friend had told her was the most romantic dining location on the coast -- the Moss Beach Distillery.
Over the weekend, in pursuit of leg three of my five leg tour of regional Shakespeare theaters, I drove down the oh so scenic Highway 1 from San Francisco to Santa Cruz. The goal was to make the 2pm presentation of Romeo and Juliet by the Santa Cruz Shakespeare Company. However, as fate would have it, it seems that everyone in the Bay Area was attempting to escape either the heat, or the fire created smoky haze, by driving down the coast road at the same time that I was. Frustrated, I heeded the request of my companion to turn off the road and have an early lunch at what a friend had told her was the most romantic dining location on the coast -- the Moss Beach Distillery.
Located at a site that overlooks the ocean, the restaurant was indeed romantic. However, what added to its allure and mystique was the story of its famous ghost -- the Blue Lady.
Although we did not encounter the Blue Lady during our lunch, the story of the Blue Lady and the notoriety that she continues to have beyond the grave did seem to enhance the dining experience. And when our waiter, a young man who had grown up in Moss Beach, informed us that there was a park situated on an old Indian burial ground nearby, well I had to investigate further.
The adjacent Moss Beach State Park was an unusual site. Populated with a grove of Cypress trees, the park was unusual in that the moss on the trees was a passionate fire orange color ... something I had never seen before. It was also unusual because located in the center of the park on an old log were two young people who seemed to be in a romantic world of their own, oblivious to the curious glances of strangers walking by.
Later on, we came to a spot overlooking the breeding ground for a group of very plump ... and seemingly content ... harbor seals.
All of this left me with the impression that even if the ghost should never appear, that this was a special place with some extraordinary "romantic energy". I plan on returning to the site next year and spend more time at the restaurant and in the park to further investigate the nature of this energy. Perhaps, if you are ever in the area, and desire to experience a "different" source of energy, maybe you too might consider having lunch with the Blue Lady ... and seeing what happens to you.
Peace,
Everett "Skip" Jenkins
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