Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Walking On Christmas Day
Christmas Day was bright and sunny but on the brisk side. After a morning of presents and pastries, my daughter suggested a walk on the beach. The least terns, above, have migrated back from where ever they spent the summer. They mingle with the seagulls along the waterline and stand immobile, facing into the wind for long periods of time.
We weren't the only ones who needed to get up out of our chairs and move. The lady below was using the riprap boulders at the bottom of the cliff to facilitate her stretching.
To get to the beach, we park along the Coast Highway and walk through the state campgrounds to the stairways that zigzag down the face of the cliffs to the sand. The campgrounds stretch for about a mile along the top of the bluff. The folks below had a prime spot. Mr. & Mrs. Claus were already on vacation on Christmas Day and enjoying their unobstructed view of the Pacific.
The campers in this old Airstream trailer looked like they were there for the long haul. They'd erected antennas and created a patio area with potted plants, strung colored lights and added a Christmas wreath.