John & Anne Wiley

2016/02/26

Fuzzy Green

We decided to go for it. The hills are still green from rain, so we figured the Channel Islands would be too. Yet we see no more rain in the near term forecast, so in the next week or two things might start going brown again. But flying weather out there has been less than ideal, and one of our really clear days gives island vistas that linger in the mind’s eye for months. So we decided to go for it. By the time we were getting this look at San Miguel from the West, it was only providing hazy pix like this.

1027 W. San Miguel

1027 W. San Miguel

I’ve tweaked it quite a bit trying to regain something like what we saw, but the camera we each carry in our heads does so much better than any camera I can afford. Still, at the bottom-right you can see the big rollers coming in from the open Pacific that were making all that white water. Moments earlier we’d seen big waves breaking above hidden reefs and surging over the rocks just NW of the island.

0911 Rollers

0911 Rollers

We’d already climbed high for the short crossing from SBA and descended along the island’s North shore looking at (and snapping) all the sea caves, pinnipeds on pristine beaches, and the striations of sand that set this low island apart from the others. Turning back toward the East and continuing our descent we saw the waves surging completely over these rocks normally covered with sea birds.

0923 Bird (Rock) Bath

0923 Bird (Rock) Bath

After flying East along the South shore we looked back at this vista starting a gradual climb back toward home, our eyes and hearts overflowing with spectacles like this.

1116 Looking Back

1116 Looking Back

2016/02/21

Interplay

The interplay of air, land and water is so magnificent to me. Perhaps it’s a reflection of the relationships among people? Yesterday sitting mostly in awed silence shoulder to shoulder in Tripp we meandered down the coast to Carp and the Salt Marsh seemed to shimmer in that interplay.

0590 Carp Salt Marsh

0590 Carp Salt Marsh

A few breathtaking dreamscapes later we chanced to catch this surfer ripping a Rincon wave. The splash hung in a shining bubble, then transformed to a blast of misty spray and fell back into the boundless sea after a moment in the sun.

0615 Mingling Moment

0615 Mingling Moment

2016/02/15

We ♥ SB

Santa Barbara was overflowing with couples on Valentine’s Day. But some were probably enjoying the President’s Day holiday, and others were just out relishing the crisp blue skies and incredibly warm weather. We toured the town having decided not to fly, then as evening approached the sweet song of a quietly passing plane caught our ear. The only decision was how short to make the flight, given that we had a movie date with friends. It ended up being 17 minutes in the heavenly air.

0005 Goleta Beach

0005 Goleta Beach

Every beach along our coast was alive with people at play. Though it’s impossible to tell from the quarter mile above where we fly, presumably many of them were couples celebrating their love in the ways they most enjoy together. We sure were! 🙂

0011 Couples?

0011 Couples?

Could those be two couples kissed by sea foam on a quiet stretch of beach beneath carved sandstone cliffs? We saw people at Ellings Park and the Wilcox (Douglas Family Preserve), and Hendry’s (Arroyo Burro) Beach. Whether on the ground, in the water, or best of all aloft in Tripp; We Santa Barbara!

0041 Hendry's

0041 Hendry’s

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