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Z is for Zuma Beach: A Free to See #AtoZChallenge Post

 

A camper drives by a sign marked "Zuma Beach"
I'm living in southern California this year, and decided to use my exploration of the area as my focus for the #AtoZChallenge. I'm concentrating on free to see places, though I will include locations that require a parking fee. This is the twenty-sixth post in the series.

I couldn't have made it all the way through visiting places in southern California without featuring a beach, so today let's go to Malibu and take a stroll along Zuma Beach.

When I visited early in April on a weekday afternoon, it was neither crowded nor empty. I imagine that on summer days or weekends it would be much busier. The beach is free to visit, but I did pay to park in the lot. 

Zuma Beach is the quintessential California beach, with long stretches of sand, waves for surfing, volleyball nets set up for pick-up games, and lifeguards stations dotting the area.

A few families have claimed their spots on the sandy expanse

Seagulls scope out the waves


Volleyball nets in the distance go unused 


A truck is on standby at the lifeguard station
If you come to southern California, be sure to visit a beach, and Zuma Beach is a lovely choice!

And with that, the A to Z Challenge is complete for this year! Thanks for joining me on my adventures!

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  1. Excellent job! Yes, beaches are a must, the vastness of the ocean is always worth taking the time to visit and contemplate and enjoy.

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