Beautiful Big Sur

Trip Start Jan 14, 2009
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Trip End Jan 24, 2009


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Friday, January 16, 2009

The Big Sur is a magnificent coastline that goes for 90 miles.  It was a beautiful sunny day as we drove along the road that weaved through a rocky cliff face, overlooking the Pacific Ocean.   We kept an eye out for whales but were only luckily enough to spot 4 large offshore oil rigs...  Big and impressive as they were, they just don't 'do it for' me like whales do.   

There is next to no one living along this stretch of beach.  However, the few houses we saw, would have had fantastic views.
  
It's a single lane road in both ways, and in the middle of winter, it was off season; so the road was relatively traffic free.  Except coming around one small corner, we were forced to stop behind a line of traffic.
Road works; still it gave us a chance to enjoy the view.

We arrived into the 'main' Pfeiffer Big Sur area - (there really isn't one but with the Pfeiffer beach nearby, along with the State park and more then one accommodation choice - it's the 'main area' for us) and picked the Fernwood to stay at.
We were able to get a room with a fake fire that also came with it's own beaver (or a big squirrel but definitely not a bear).  

We drove down to the beach (2 miles from Fernwood, opposite the State park, down an unmarked dirt track) and watched the sunset over the ocean. 

There was rock formation at the beach with about 10 photographers hanging around it - apparently, it's a very famous beach to take sunset photos at.  I did my best but with my happy snap, tiny Panasonic camera but I felt completely under-equipped compared with the super sonic, high speed, super expensive cameras with tripods that all the other photographers had.  It was insane, I was tempted to run out in the water and 'take a close up' photo but the 'right to bear arms' in the States threw me from messing around with these photographers.  But you did have wonder if there wasn't anything else these poor folk could take a picture of.  Maybe, an offshore oil rig?

In the meanwhile, AD played with the rock cliff (fossil hunting) and the seagulls ate our crisps (potato chips)...

That night we ate in the Fernwood bar - having gotten use to the enormous portions of American food, we settled on a bowl of Mushroom soup and some nachos.  To our surprise - both were 'normal' portions and sadly, not all that tasty but the Santa Barbara pinot red wine made up for it.

After toasting ourselves by the fake fireplace (how cute is that) and going to bed, the beaver (or big squirrel or whatever it was) came into his (or her) own.  About 3am in the morning, it was hungry, honestly, it seem like it was eating through the roof and in the morning, we kept it on the run, by banging various parts of the roof.
I don't think whatever it was, appreciated this. 

Unfortunately, the roof had a high rim around it and we were unable to get up higher enough, to see what the hungry little critter was.

The morning was beautiful and we had a look at the camping ground below the cabins, and expressed sympathy for all those that camped as it was cold the previous night, then we drove on, in search of breakfast...
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