A hidden inlet opens up to the Pacific blue...

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Looking west into the great blue...

We start off in the morning, leaving SF quite early, but not without first making a pitstop at a McDonalds for coffee and hashbrowns.  Not exactly the breakfast of champions, but we must fulfill the morning bug hahahaha...we try to make every accomodation for the comfort of our special guests for the day.  It has been a quite some time for myself since i have made the trip down to Santa Cruz, well over a year anyways.  The last time was just before my Japan 2007 trip, to rejuvenate and recharge myself and my energy before venturing out into the unknown world.  Today, i would be bringing a some new friends, new to my life as well as new to Santa Cruz, and all the riches she has to offer.

Jim & Katherine flash their pearly whites to the morning sun...
  I become the proverbial White Rabbit, taking my guests through my own personal Wonderland.

I love the drive down Highway 1 from SF to Santa Cruz.  Starting in the morning fog of Pacifica, a hidden away sleepy town just south of the City.  We roll through in dense morning mist, the day opening up as we head south.  Just outside of Pacifica, the sun slowly makes its way up over the eastern hills and illuminates the California coast, revealing lush rolling hills and some of the most beautiful coastline.  The waves slowly crash into the cliffs below us and we bob up and down the highway past countless beaches, already crawling with joggers, surfers and dogs.

We attempt to stop at my favorite little organic strawberry stand, but it is too early in the season for strawberries.

Clear blue and the California sun light up the morning...and keep Jim's backside warm...
  The stand is not yet open.  I have been bringing guests to this little strawberry stand for little voer a decade.  The boisterous man who works the counter is quite talkative, and i take ever oppertunity i get to stop by and chew the fat with him.  He has a wife in Thailand, and we often talk about our own separate trips to Thailand, our experiances, pleasures and new discoveries.  He has a vivrant energy to him that is humbling to me, and gets me rev'd up before heading into Santa Cruz.  We will have to make a return trip (which we do ^^) to get some strawberries and friendly conversation.

I stop at Bonny doon beach on the outskirts of Santa Cruz, just after passing through Davenport, which boasts a population of 202 hahahaha!!  I bet the last 2 fought hard to get onto the sign hahahaha!!  Bonny Doon beach used to be one of my little hidden away beaches.

We marvel at the waves crashing against the rocks, welcoming us with its thunderous roar...
  There were no parking spaces as there are today, just a pull off from the side of the highway, marked by only a small turn off the highway to Bonny Doon the town.  Now with its own bus stop, groomed and kept ramp and plenty of parking spaces, it still remains a hidden little inlet...it seems only locals bother to stop here anyways haha.  Let me tell you why.  The small hill that one has to climb used to be littered with old railroad debris, random gnarled railroad rails and spikes, wood and logs, with no visible trails through the brush.  One simply had to scramble up the side of the hill up to the railroad tracks running north and south at the top.  The rail is still quite active, though i have never seen a train pass by during my own visits to my favorite little beach.
Peering down from the "wishing rock..."

Once on the railroad tracks, one has to find "the" hole in the bushes that leads to a nice little lookout point overlooking the beach.  It is densely populated with thistles, poison oak and blackberry bushes.  There are random little cute bunny rabbits dodging and ducking in and out of the bushes every once ina while.  Once on the lookout, one can take in the beach in nearly its entirety.  The waters are generally green, the pocket in the cliffs tends to protect it from much of the oceanic wind, at least until later in the afternoon when the daily pressure releases itself and night begins to set in.  There is a big mound near the edge of the beach, sometimes accessible when the tide is lower.

From there, one has to climb down the cliff, scaling footstep by footstep down a sandy descent to the beach below.

A giant wave hit Kelly & Jim as they tried to make their way up, so they decided to stay at the bottom and not risk getting wet again...hahahaha!!! They were soaked...
  Its not exactly dangerous, though i would highly reccommend good sturdy shoes unless one is more than comfortable scaling rocks in flipflops hahaha.  Once onto the beach, the sand granules are quite large, more like ground up crystals.  They sparkle in the early light, still quite cold from the night before.  The sandy beach to the right of the inlet is not sandy at all, but a large collection of eroded cliffs and dips and trenches...apparently it has rained recently (i cant remember the weather but i suppose rain in March isnt out of the ordinary).  Usually this little beach area is where i will spend most of my time, soaking in the beating coastal baja sun, staying well out of the freezing Pacific water hahaha.

Katherine & I manage to make it up the big mound just in time, as a giant wave nearly wash Kelly & Jim off the rock, thoroughly soaking them.

We exchange photos with the common folk...hahahaha...
  They decide not to tempt fate and remain below as we take in the sight of the waves crashing onto the mound and the cliff walls up and down the beach.  I close my eyes and make a wish to the ocean, something that i have been doing for years, offering the small and selfish desires of a young boy to the bosom of the deep blue.  I never remember the wishes i commit to the waters, but i keep piling them on anyhoo, perhaps they will be answered, a random blessing from the watery expanse.

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Looking west into the great blue...
Looking west into the great blue...
Jim & Katherine flash their pearly…
Jim & Katherine flash their pearl…
Clear blue and the California sun …
Clear blue and the California sun…
We marvel at the waves crashing ag…
We marvel at the waves crashing a…
Peering down from the wishing roc…
Peering down from the "wishing ro…
A giant wave hit Kelly & Jim as th…
A giant wave hit Kelly & Jim as t…
We exchange photos with the common…
We exchange photos with the commo…
As i make my way up for the climb.…
As i make my way up for the climb…
During the later part of the year,…
During the later part of the year…
Looking down the hillside as we ma…
Looking down the hillside as we m…
Looking south at the perimeter of …
Looking south at the perimeter of…
Bonny Doon
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