Day 116: Pfeiffer Big Sur State Park
Sunny and warm, I think, because we are under the weather-blocking giant redwoods.
I’ve been reading John Steinbeck’s “Travels with Charley” and realized I’ve been spelling “Monterey” with two Rs. So I went back through my journals and made the corrections. Sorry, Ross.
There are dozens of state parks down the California Coast, and they all have their own special features. We spent the night in Pfeiffer Big Sur, a beautiful place which has redwood trees that shade the daylight out of the campground. But yesterday we were at Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park, where the coast with McWay waterfall steal the show.
Today we stopped at Andrew Molera Beach, where the sand is fine and nature brings lots of smelly, I mean, richly nourishing kelp ashore. We walked the two-mile round trip to the beach plus another mile, because we took the wrong trail at the onset. The weather is almost hot and so sunny. We buttered up with sunscreen twice today.
Probably the crown of the Big Sur state parks is Point Lobos. It has lots of well-defined trails along cliffs, and you can see lots of birds, seals and sea lions. Water splashes on the rocks dramatically. You can hear the sea lions barking. I am modeling next to a pile of salt. Many are formed here from water filling the depression then evaporating.
I even saw whales spouting off in the distance! I suspect they were blue whales, which are supposed to live off the coast. The spouts were large and purposeful and so far out that you needed binoculars to see them. Humpbacks or Orcas would have shown a little tail or had smaller spouts, I think. And gray whales haven’t migrated through yet.
Ah, it was a delightful day spent outdoors, enjoying God’s creations.