Big Wave Day in La Jolla
Couple weeks ago SoCal had all these big storms. Big storms resulted in big waves, so I tagged along on a trip out to the beach to look at the big waves. Unfortunately didn’t bring my real camera, so all I had was the cell phone, but it was kind of cool out there, especially with the big waves, birds, and out-hanging seals. Not navy seals, just regular ones.
La Jolla Cove with waves and palm tree shadow.
My brother chooses not to look while his wife and kids decide whether or not they want to jump off the cliff.
It's your legal right to use this beach regardless of the presence of seals, no matter what the seal rights people's signs tell you..
There were also birds like this there.
And when they fly, they look like this.
Would’ve been better with my real camera. I was sort of just getting sick that day also, which — well, it’s a nice, all-encompassing fall-back excuse.
bkd
Way Northern California Coast
It’s been a couple weeks, but I don’t know that the photo album idea is really going to take off and even if it did, it’s not really a great forum for expressing the deepest, inner-most feelings of my heart regarding, you know, topographical features, coast lines and tall trees and such.
Been a couple weeks.
Decided that when going up to see my parents for the holidays that I wanted to drive. I missed driving during the three weeks I was in SoCal after the trip officially ended. I miss driving now that I’ve been up in Seattle a couple weeks. Not sure how this driving-lust ends. Perhaps with a CDL. Mal sehen was wird. Wonder if I can work on my CDL the same time I do my PhD.
Headed up from SD, stopped in OC to pick some stuff up out of storage, went up to NB (CM?) for lunch with the DLF, then kept going. LA traffic sucked. Stayed the night in Stockton, then headed up the 5 through Sac-town, then turned left at Willits and headed west on Highway 20.
…Which cuts through the coastal hills down to the coast.
Camp 20, a CCC camp (I think).
The area is like a well-written eulogy: beautiful but somber.
Similes are cheap.
Here are some photos of the coast. (Which are also cheap.)
Russian Gulch State Park (between Fort Bragg and Mendocino).
On a nice day, there's probably a good photo in here.
Highway 1 (north of Fort Bragg somewhere).
Westport Union Landing State Beach: view from my campsite (looking south).
Morning has broken.
Trees in the mist -- where Highway 1 winds back up into the hills to re-join the 101.
Y’know, most places I’d resent the mist, but for this drive I think it adds to the experience. Or maybe I’m just trying to convince myself of that so I don’t have to go back there. Not that I wouldn’t want to. Although it’s a harder part of the country to get to than most.
I’ll do a separate post on the Redwoods, I guess.
Excelsior,
bkd
Camping Trip to Death Valley
Went camping in Death Valley last weekend. Camped for two whole nights — an adult personal best!
The lowest point in North America. Yes, that pot hole right there.
Pros:
- The roller coaster roads, featuring many inversions.
- Taking the Emigrant Road way back to civilization — brilliantly washed out and steep.
- My new flannel-lined sleeping bag passed its test. No more nylon strangulation sacks for ol’ bkd.
- Ubehebe Crater was cool.
- I get to cross this off my cross-country road trip list.
- Campground neighbors were not visited by the police.
Cons:
- Campground neighbors were not visited by the police.
- No two scenic points are within 50 miles of each other. Seriously.
- Fire wood cost $9 a bundle.
- I kind of don’t think deserts are all that pretty; I imagine any run of the mill missile testing range has similarly spectacular oddities hidden in it.
- On the way home, traffic at Kramer Jct. was backed up for five miles.
And if you ever go there yourself, keep in mind that everything at Stovepipe Springs is 20% cheaper than it is at Furnace Creek (e.g., Gas was $3.10 rather than $3.60, soda was $0.75 instead of $0.89, etc.).
Y’know, the first time I ever went to a desert was when I was in college and I thought it was amazing. Weird colors, cactus, scrub brush: amazing. The second time it was a little less amazing. Third time less. Fourth time less. Und so weiter. Just that I’m sort of over the desert by now — I don’t know if it has anything left to offer. Tja. It was a fun trip, the camping was good, the company was good, offroading to avoid the five miles of traffic at Kramer Jct. was good. But if I had a choice between going to Death Valley again or going to Kauai again, I’d go to Kauai every last time.
More photos if you care:
DLF and DDF tempt imminent death as they skip along the crater’s edge.
 Yours truly in Titus Canyon, yearning for some faraway slot canyon that actually has water in it.
 Artist’s Drive — featuring all the colors of the rainbow, everything from brownish gray to grayish brown!
 
The campsite at Mesquite Springs campground, located a scant 90 miles from the park entrance… Was unable to locate named springs and it seemed that this particular spot of vacant earth was designated a campsite by virtue of it being particularly windy. Just guessing, though.
Oh well. It really was a reasonable use of a long holiday weekend.
Happy Pearl Harbor Day.
bkd