At least about the first two fantasies. I AM listening to the roar of the waves crashing, but the peaches are still on the counter, not yet transformed into a cobbler and we just finished eating a pizza from 1285 Restobar. Other things intervened.
This morning I had the best plans to experience all three, but then we decided to take the dogs and drive north on 101 to Newport. I'll always take a drive, especially along the ocean, so after lunch we set off. The day was clear, cool, and - you guessed it, windy. It was such a beautiful drive up into the mountains with the ever present ocean crashing on the rocks off to our left.
|many vista points along the way with stunning views every way you turn|
|This is called Seal Rock and we could hear them....|
|Dave looks for them|
|Lewis and Sasha hear them too!|
|Don't hate me, I can't remember the name of this lighthouse, there are so many!|
|two seals on the rock jetty, enjoying the sun and a busy cormorant fishing in the background|
Finally, all that barking lead us to a sighting!
I love the way the waves wash in at low tide here, they look like the lace border on beautiful blue dress
|low tide view of the lower sand dunes on our way back down toward Florence|
|close up of the above dunes. |
So interesting to think that tomorrow the patterns in the sand may be totally different