Wednesday, December 30, 2009
The Day After Christmas
Some ten miles south of us there's a state park called Torrey Pines. Majestic sandstone cliffs rise from the beach, capped with rare pine trees that grow only a couple other places on earth. We walked there the day after Christmas.
Home to Native Americans way back when, it's a nature preserve now, crisscrossed with hiking trails that lead out onto mesas with soaring Pacific views or for the less faint of heart, right down onto the sand.
It's mostly brown this time of year, but after some winter and spring rains, orange and yellow California poppies and red Indian paint brushes will create bands of color on the hillsides.
If any of these vistas look vaguely familiar to you, it could be because Torrey Pines has long been a favorite subject of plein air painters.
We took the trail down onto the sand. That raised flat reef in the distance is called the Indian Bathing Pool, as it has a large carved out pool that captures sea water at high tide and warms throughout the day as the sun shines on it.