In the few days since I’ve been in northern California, I think I’ve seen more rain than I saw in Manhattan Beach all year! I actually don’t mind it. I missed “weather” in southern California. I actually looked up the stats: more than twice as much rain here per year, and most of it falls in the winter.
The locals refer to the various “micro-climates” that abound in this area because of the geology (mudflats, hills, mountains, canyons), ocean, and wind patterns. I’ve already distinctly seen various areas with their micro-climates. It’s actually pretty nifty.
Additionally, the iBeast traveled north without any issues, only yowling to be let out of his little cat carrier for the first 15 minutes. When I opened the top, he popped his head out, watched a semi go by and a car or two and then decided he had a good life in his comfy little pad and ducked back into it. During the entire drive he only popped his head out a couple more times for a few minutes.
I had no idea how flat most of the trip from the south bay to the north bay would be. And while I knew California is known for its agriculture, I didn’t anticipate driving hundreds of miles through irrigated farm lands.