Big Sur

Big Sur

 

Somehow both Jack and I had the misconception that Big Sur was a specific destination.  So, along this trip we learned that Big Sur is actually a region.   

The Big Sur is a region along the Pacific Coast that extends about 70 miles between the areas of Carmel and San Simeon.  It is here in this area that the range of redwoods comes to an end. 

  

We spent a day sightseeing along this magnificent region.  Unlike the sunny, sandy beaches of southern California, the Pacific Ocean, along the Big Sur region, crashes into coastline bluffs and rocky outcroppings.  

 

 The power and passion of the Pacific, as it crashes, can hold us spellbound. Sweeping views pull us over at nearly every viewpoint along the highway to see more and more.  Small trails, thick with poison oak, lead to bluff overlooks. 

 

From here we could see the clear, bright aquamarine colors of the Pacific as waves rolled in from some distance and splash into small pools swirling near shore and around shoreline rocks.  While fog could creep in, hover close to the ground, and hang in the trees, we were blessed with clear skies, warm days, and abundant fresh air.

 

Beaches and small bays allow beachside access for splashing, picnics, and beach walks.   

We found one such beach and spent some time hypnotized by the endless rolling of the waves.  I stretched out on the beach peacefully napping while Jack snapped pictures.   

Parks crop up along route offering picnic sites and information about the region.  We expect to see these parks, but are somewhat unprepared for the number of personal residences that perch at the very outmost point of numerous bluffs.  They seem vulnerable to California’s earthquakes.  They seem out of place in the place that feels so wild, natural, and largely undeveloped.