there are dozens of beaches to walk along here. and each is different. so many choices. the one above is a favorite. lots of solos out for excercise. they go around the point then swing back towards me 20 minutes later. i can tell they've done this many times before. they aren't up from LA for a week in the wild. they're ocean people. under their walking shoes they have flippers. i know it!
i watch the water change hourly and daily. from bright blue to navy. silver and violet. one day it looks like a silk parachute rippling and swelling. the next like liquid mercury.
the cold waters of the pacific are rich with nutrients. just offshore there are forests of giant kelp providing abundant food and shelter for sea life. parts of these kelp trees wash ashore. like leaves falling from a land tree.
this is the part that holds fast to rocks below the surface. the anchor. i found several still clutching their smooth sea stones.
the train carrying it's passengers off into the night comes by every hour. i love hearing it when i'm drifting off to sleep.
my dreams are tangled and strange. but not unpleasant.
and anyway i walk them off in the morning.
i am fascinated with all of the different kinds of kelp. like this enormous watermelon sized pod. i've never seen one this big!
from shore you can see ribbons of brown kelp glistening on the surface of the water.
sandpipers. lavender starfish. gifts from the sea.
i've spotted dolphins several times. once from the bathroom window! i rushed onto the porch with my good binoculars and watched a pod of about 10 swim around for 20 minutes in the same area. thrilling, wild, ocean living!
the moss national guard is sending troops out to kansas. dottie arrived today. brother ray is driving over from virginia and i am flying out next friday. lending some support to carol who is full-time caretaker of mama moss. we are bringing buckets to start bailing mama moss' rowboat. first we have to catch her though. she's headed downstream with a panicked look on her face. we have state of the art kayaks to follow along behind. carol is somewhere up ahead in her own kayak. steering her away from danger. i just hope my kayak doesn't flip over and i don't hit my head on a rock. ray said something about motorized boats being a better idea. he may be right.
thanks for the heartfelt comments. it really does help to know others have gone down this river before. your maps help.