Our friend Spence did a great post on the lost cars of his Mt. Washington neighborhood over at Leftcoastbreakdown, a blog which is required reading if your interests lean toward Los Angeles, queerdom, politics, religion, rugby and/or cars. He suggested that we do some lost-car postage of our own from the other side of LA. So this morning, bearing in mind Watt's comment that "Pedro's kinda weird because it faces east, which is why all my pictures are of sunrises instead of sunsets," we took a ride down to Cabrillo Beach.

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A lot of stuff around here is named for Juan Cabrillo, a Portuguese explorer who sailed under the flag of Spain. He died of gangrene caused by a broken shin incurred while alighting from his ship at Santa Catalina Island, just across from the beach that bears his name. Needless to say, Cabrillo did not have an interesting car. In the time, most conquistadors lacked such a conveyance.

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Last night, while out exploring on our latest "Oh-my-god-we're-thirtysomething-and-single-again-so-we'll-regress-to-our-youth" purchase, a GT Power Series 24 BMX cruiser, we ventured down to Cabrillo Beach to watch the sun set, and while in the parking lot at Cabrillo Marina, noticed some interesting vehicles owned by people who rock it like Crockett and live on their boats.

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Our friend Deirdre, who resides in the hipster enclave of Echo Park and has been known to rebuild Honda cylinder heads, once commented that she could deal with the gangstas and drug dealers of tha EP, but the boat people of Pedro were too much for her. Whatevs. We doubt very much that Echo Park hoods roll with as much style and panache as the Boat People.

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However, unlike Sonny Crockett, none of the Boat People of San Pedro drive Ferraris, either real or fake.

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So this morning, after waking up at an ungodly hour simply because our body decided it needed no more sleep, we hopped on the bike and rode down to the pier to catch the sunrise. This fortuitous timing would also allow us to make yet another H
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reference on the site, which of course, is impossible for us to resist.

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Watching the sun rise over water's a bit disorienting to Jalopnik's entire West Coast bureau, but it's also absolutely breathtaking. One thing we'll say for the harbor smog: it sure does pretty up the sky when the sun's low.

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The Lost Cars of Mt. Washington [Lefcoastbreakdown]

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