I got on the road earlier this morning and covered more ground than I did yesterday. I had to pull my car over at almost every scenic turnout. I don’t think the deep blueness of the water comes out in the pictures. It’s too bad. Also the sheer vastness of the Pacific when viewed from the cliffs is almost scary. It takes over half the sky and it isn’t peaceful and calm like you might expect - you can see the little crests of waves for what seems like miles out to sea.
I stopped in Salt Point State Park and hiked a trail up to a Pygmy Forest. Turns out, what had been described as bonsai type trees at the top of a hill was really just 6’ tall sticks in sandy ground with tiny bits of evergreen. I suppose it was interesting, but not at all scenic. Oh well… it was a nice hike up there.
Along the way I stopped at the Point Arena lighthouse, the tallest on the coast, and paid the $7.50 to walk to the top and have a guide point out signs of erosion along the shore. I’m glad I did it because I need to add more variety into this trip, instead of just hiking all the time. Even though I like hiking.
I ended up in Mendocino for the night. I found a nifty little campsite on top of a cliff where the retired surfer manager guy gave me a deal because I was “cool.” (yeah). So I have a tree obstructed view of the ocean and I won’t have to use earplugs like last night.
I drove into Mendocino to watch the sunset while eating a salad from the local grocery store. I like Mendocino. It’s swarming with hippies, but also very storybook cute.