My last post was about Acadia National Park on the Atlantic Coast, so I decided to go with a photo from the Pacific Coast today.
This photo was actually taken the same day that my friend Joe and I had left Yosemite National Park, because the incredible Yosemite Valley was closed due to flooding. We explored the Mariposa Grove of giant Sequoias before leaving the park, which I blogged about that last week (The Enchanted Forest: Yosemite’s Mariposa Grove). After getting over the initial shock of the valley being closed for the first time in ten years we decided to head to San Francisco to stay with a friend for a couple of days in hopes of returning to Yosemite as long as it reopened within a few days.
We decided to take our time getting to S.F. So, once we left Yosemite we drove west until we reached the Pacific Ocean. It was almost time for the sunset by the time we reached the coast. We headed north along Highway One in search of a place to watch the sun drop into the ocean. It was getting close, so we settled for a tiny parking lot on the side of the road. I’m pretty sure it was just supposed to be a parking area, but we opted to cross some railroad tracks and traverse a few hundred feet of farmland until we reached a bluff high above the water.
There was no one else around for miles, making for a stunning and nearly silent scene. The only noise was the soothing sound of the waves lapping at the rocks far below. The clouds turned purple as the sun dipped into the Pacific. The sky turned several different colors in a matter of minutes before growing dark. My friend was so moved by the sight before us that he decided to quit smoking on the spot.
Thankfully Yosemite reopened the following day. So, after two enjoyable days with friends in S.F. we headed back to Yosemite National Park.