John & Anne Wiley

2015/09/28

For Example

Now that I have a few moments, here are some pix from that Big Sur drive. Every time we’re there several new “discoveries” enchant us, and we have several “favorite” spots. Like the Nathaniel Owings Memorial Redwood Grove, our first major stop going North. Looking up into the serene redwoods where water cascades over massive boulders and pauses in refreshing pools transports us instantly beyond.

0493 Owings Redwoods

0493 Owings Redwoods

Due to the drought, the water is completely gone except for a few puddles where little black flies bred, greeting our arrival by buzzing into ears, eyes, and noses. Our visit was much shorter than usual, with only brief pauses as we took in quiet memories at a fast walk with hands waving them away. Most of the coast belonged to the flies that day, so our next major stop was the waterfall walk at Julia Pfeiffer Burns where even at a brisk walk it was instantly transformative.

0552 McWay Falls

0552 McWay Falls

By the house ruins we lingered a moment among the flies to savor this bloom on the slope and pondered when they were planted, by whom, and what other hearts have and will be touched by them.

0584 Pink Slope

0584 Pink Slope

Another high priority stop for us is Nepenthe where we’ve enjoyed private romantic moments, meals with family and friends.

0608 Nepenthe

0608 Nepenthe

As with most stops there, we also ventured out through the gift shop to sound the gongs and chimes to honor those souls and the magic of that place. All along the coast of course are spectacular views, and for me especially the interplay of stillness and ceaseless motion. For example a stone standing alone amid the swirling splashing seas, resolute against countless storms yet destined to fall.

0511 Steadfast

0511 Steadfast

When we arrived at Asilomar the sunset had collected a scattered crowd, hushed in anticipation of transition toward dream time when we would each process wordless moments from this life in the sun.

0613 To Dream

0613 To Dream

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2015/09/22

Baby Love

Took my baby to Big Sur. Well, flew her to San Luis Obispo then drove Big Sur in a rental car to a fancy hotel in Monterey. Along the way we stopped at some favorite spots and I took her on a surprise detour to Asilomar Beach where she danced a sunset delight. The next day driving back to SLO she kindly posed for this.

0704 Big Sur Baby

0704 Big Sur Baby

Even though we’ve driven and flown this coast so many times, we’re already talking about going back. This time the focus was on celebration more than exploration.

2015/09/19

Coast Colors

Filed under: Flying,Happiness,Has Photos,Nature,People,Random,SB Region — John @ 07:46

Sometimes the colors along our coast are just breathtaking, like the blue in this wave fan shape around Rincon dotted with surfers.

0372 Rincon Fan

0372 Rincon Fan

Other times we see very different colors, like the Andree Clark Bird Refuge where drought has turned the water toward some strange palette. To me there are notes of pink, purple, salmon and others. When we drove by it on that same day there were birds diving for fish. Maybe out of habit?

0395 Unknown Colors

0395 Unknown Colors

2015/09/17

Silent Roar

Old airports are fascinating to me, because they evoke the presence of the past. SBA has a spiffy new airline terminal and many recent upgrades, yet here and there are remnants of the past. Like these two hangars left over from WWII when top gun pilots prepared to fight with the Corsair, one of our best aircraft of that conflict. Looking at these derelict hangars you can almost smell oily exhaust, and in the silence hear the distant echo of a giant radial engine’s defiant roar.

9980 Fading Memories

DSC_9980-b29980 Fading Memories

2015/09/16

Art Appreciation

Flying over the Sunday arts & crafts walk in our town I snapped at maximum zoom just to see how it might come out. When I opened the photo at full resolution to check the clarity and looked at the center this popped out.

8546 Art For The Birds

8546 Art For The Birds

These colorful giant murals look spectacular to me from this perspective, arrayed as if for the benefit of birds and other aviators, nestled beneath towering palms with intricate shadows. The quality of light brings such magic! As if rekindling memory from a dream.

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