Chula Vista is halfway (7.5 miles) between downtown San Diego and the Mexican border.
The name "Chula Vista" translates to "Beautiful View" in Spanish. But...Let me be clear: what I saw of Chula Vista is not beautiful. I speak only for myself mind you....
Chula Vista was, in the early days, a lemon growing community. That changed when, in 1941, a few months before the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, America's war machine brought Rohr Aircraft Corporation to town along with several thousand production workers. The housing demands and consumer support services needed for this effort insured Chula Vista would never return to it's simple citrus growing heyday.
These days, the area around San Diego Bay, where we are, is pleasant enough and the east side of the county is also quite nice. The space between here and there however leaves a lot to be improved. Again, I speak only for myself and I did enjoy my morning walks through the resort, along the marina and beyond.
A few pictures from around Chula Vista Resort...
|The calm water of the marina on a morning walk.|
|More of my walking photos.|
|Another view of the marina|
As luck would have it, the day after our arrival, Ernie began to develop symptoms of a dreadful head cold. Desperate for a golf fix, he threw caution to the wind and the four of us played at the Chula Vista Municipal Course.
|Chula Vista Golf Course's goose population made Pam a bit uneasy.|
The following week Pam made a trip home to Maryland and I missed her terribly as did Ernie, I am sure. The three of us busied ourselves as best as we could considering our Social Director was absent.
|Without Pam to guide us, Wayne, Ernie and I resorted to eating $1.50 hot dog lunches at Costco. |
Here are the big spenders.
|Pam's empty chair alongside Ernie who ordered a bottle of Miller Lite in here honor.|
|Left to right: me, Wayne, "New Pam" and Ernie|
|We hit practice balls at Chula Vista as I am trying to correct my "worm burning" strokes.|
|After meeting some of our neighbors, we arranged another foursome and played Chula Vista again.|
In this picture, Ernie is the ball striker, while Wayne and our new friend, Jim Chele, look on.
|Rattlesnake Habitat - Do Not Enter|
Risk of Serious Injury
Pam did return after just ten days... seemed longer though... and we quickly fell back into our structured routine -- or lack thereof. We tried yet another municipal course, this one was Tecolote Canyon, an appalling 13 miles north of Chula Vista, but easy enough to reach -- as long as the traffic flowed well.
Another narrow valley course, Tecolote Canyon had an added dimension: DANGER SIGNS! with rattlesnake warnings. This makes a real difference in deciding whether or not to go chasing lost golf balls.