Salmon Creek Falls and the Trip Back
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We hiked back down the mountain the next morning and went to the waterfall.
We rock scrambled over into the nearly enclosed area of the pools under the falls. The water was icy cold and little fishies were swimming inside. It was a bit too cold to swim, so we just waded around the edge to the base of the falls (although at one point I did wade up to my neck, which was bareable for about 40 seconds). It was fun to stand right under the water, which didn't have much pressure in the low late summer season.
If you've heard my theory on the Murphy's Law of Cool Little Secluded Places, you can guess what happens next -- yup, a couple showed up, making me feel uncomfortable about ruining their moment. But they were pretty nice and took pictures of us from across the pool.
Afterward, we drove back the way we came, all the way up highway 1, making different stops on the way. This time, we went to the Henry Miller Library, a little bookstore and music venue nestled under some trees. The whole place had a kind of hostel vibe with lots of young people hanging out before seeing big sur. If it's not a hostel, it should be. There was a free ping pong table and free coffee, too. Sarah fell in love with it and might go back to live there.
Before long, we came to an area where lots of people were parked and looking at something. We stopped nearby to see what the commotion was about. Turns out, california condors were flying all over in the area. These big birds were on the verge of extinction 10 years ago, and are now makeing a comback. Still, there are under 200 california condors in the wild today.
The last place we stopped in Big Sur was a little coastal trail on a cliff.
For dinner, we stopped at The Whole Enchilada in Monterey. It's one of those places you feel compelled to stop by whenever you drive by because it's by the freeway and is called The Whole Enchilada. As expected, it was a big tourist trap with overpriced food, mild salsa, and enchiladas that were more like flautas (enchiladas are more soft, flautas are fried and cripsy, dammit). However, the lobster sauce and dungenous crab in my enchiladas were really really good. But also $20+.
Almost out of the Monterey Area is a store advertising itself as "Your Outdoor Survival Headquarters".
It was getting late and we took Highway 17 through Santa Cruz on the way back. I never know how to end these blogs. That's all that happened after that. I went home. The end.