We missed flying out to the islands to see the recent high surf, but at least I got this high view of the more normal surf out at Rincon. 🙂
9557 Surf Shape
When I let go of knowing what it is, the shapes and textures in this snap evoke some abstract art. Such a beautiful world we have!
Morro Rock has fascinated me since childhood, so after riding the cute trolley from Avila and then bus from Pismo back to Oceano, we hopped into Tripp for the quick flight up to visit The Rock.
9139 Morro Rock
Looking at the pix that evening, I noticed what appear to be several rock cairns on top.
9141 Markers
As you may have seen on my Edhat post (click link in right column here to see it), people commented about the various people who place such markers. Some back into prehistoric times, apparently, but I don’t know if it was a”guy thing” then too. Something I did notice from the air this time is a feature on the West face you might call Birdshit Falls. Looks like the roosting birds produce runoff that joins a seasonal waterfall. It lands in some very lush vegetation at the bottom that are probably very happy plants with all those processed fish nutrients.
9143 Dropping Falls
I enjoyed a deep breath just now, remembering how relaxing our morning in Avila Beach was. Great conversation with friends and family, strolling the town and waterfront, and this scene riding the trolley back to Tripp.
9122 Trolley Tour
Looking to the right into the sun, the peaceful bay deepened the relaxation.
9131 Warm Bay
Not much more than an hour later we were flying past the same spots on our way to circle familiar Morro Rock, when I snapped this view of the bay with the sun behind us.
9316 Tripp Tour
Relaxing and fun as the trolley tour was, this Tripp Tour went far beyond relaxing into the realm of enchanting refreshment. At the point of the bay, this old lighthouse (now apparently without Fresnel lens) stands as a beacon for tourists.
9326 Avila Light
The calm bay and Avila Beach Pier evoke stillness in my soul again, capturing in this pic the quiet I felt suspended in calm late afternoon air after the memorial we attended there the evening before.
9360 Inner Quiet
When I leave this plane, maybe I can soar silently and effortlessly again over scenes such as this.
Often flying will emphasize different aspects of time. Whether recalling childhood dreams and events or keeping one eye on a clock, flying enhances not just the vertical dimension but also the temporal. On our flight to Avila Beach, I happened to snap this scene on the way there and again on the way back. It’s an area on the South side of the mountains that we pass on that route. Like the other aspects of time, familiar things can appear to us quite different.
9072 Timing is Everything
Flying home tonight from my Uncle’s memorial, I crossed the ridge solo as Anne drove our car home from Santa Ynez. My heart overflowing with painful childhood memories and the closeness of our family now, the sky wore a warm glow of sunset over moonrise. Many more pix to share, but I had to post this right away in case you haven’t been outside.
9527 Sun/Moon Dance
John & Anne Wiley 
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