In a previous post I wrote about our recent drive up Highway 1 as far as the Point Arena Lighthouse; but there were a few other, less well-known spots between Gualala and our ultimate turnaround point where we made brief stops for a quick look around. I’m sure we could have happily spent a lot more time at each one […]
I had so much fun taking pictures on our trip to the coast that I just kept shooting as we headed home along the winding cliffs of Highway 1.
Just a short way farther north from the Point Arena Pier is the turnoff, Lighthouse Road, that leads to the Point Arena Lighthouse. There were plenty of tempting sights urging us to pause along this narrow 2-mile road, but we carried on to the end of the cul-de-sac and parked. The first thing I noticed was not the lighthouse itself […]
June 1979 — Our exploration of Vancouver, B.C., continued after we left Deer Lake Park; from there we drove about 12 miles northwest to the Capilano Suspension Bridge Park. At the time, I had no appreciation of the size and beauty of the city of Vancouver, sitting between the Strait of Georgia and a number of lakes and mountains. But […]
While staying a few nights at the Fort Ross Lodge, we decided to take a drive up the coast beyond Gualala, farther than we usually go on our escapes to the ocean. Since I failed to consult a map, I had the mistaken impression that Fort Bragg was just a short trip up the coast, and I expected we would […]
I’ve never really practiced meditation, but in a spot like this one, near Salt Point State Park, I could easily sit in solitude and ponder the universe and my place in it. Every place I look, I see details of nature that speak directly to the deepest parts of my being.
June 1979 — Back in August 2017 (beginning with Memory Monday, Week 39) I shared the photos I took during my family’s 1979 road trip through Oregon, Washington, and British Columbia, Canada. But missing from my collection were any images from our visit to Vancouver, B.C. — so I’m very happy that my mom recently discovered these photos that she […]
Most of the signs I see along the trail when hiking are ordinary things, offering information or giving directions. I usually appreciate seeing them because they reassure me I’m headed in the right direction — even if the signs themselves seem a little confused. Other signs leave me scratching my head; surely they have a meaning, even if I can’t […]
Two miles above Rio Vista on the Sacramento River you’ll find the entrance to Steamboat Slough. This 11-mile-long waterway was originally called the Middle Fork of the Sacramento River; but by the 1860s it had become the preferred route of impatient steamship captains because it was shorter and easier to navigate than the main river course. I’ve written before about […]