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Published: July 23rd 2009
I didn't even get off the bike to take this picture. The beach is right on the side of the highway. At first i thought I caught mating season but I guess they just always hang out there.
I think I've been subconsciously working for years to put myself into positions where I can really relate to Dylan's "Like a Rolling Stone". I hope there's been some intention there , conscious or otherwise because if not it'd be even more sad than trying to end up that way.
It had something to do with the fact that I had drank too much the night before with the guys from Oregon in Big Sur. It also owed a little to the fact that my energy had slowly drained away due to not being able to afford food until I got far enough away from Big Sur and as such hadn't eaten all day. But mainly it was due to a chance encounter by my, err, campsite on the beach. The spot had been hand picked earlier that afternoon based on the fact that it was a "daytime use only" beach and I could hide below the low cliff, be alone and not get hassled/fined by any authorities. I'd waited until the sun had begun to go down to ride the bike down the foot path and hide it from the road in some tall grass. I quickly set up
They may look like leather sacks of blubber...
But don't get too close. I was told later on that they'll really eff you up if you get close to the beach. Apparently they've been known to chase tourists up to the parkinglot. Hence the barbed wire fence. Not sure if it was meant to keep the seals in or the tourists out.
my tent, dizzy from the lack of energy and fired up my stove. I was hurriedly preparing my dinner of rice and canned chili when I noticed someone was walking past. She quickly looked away when she noticed that she'd caught me unawares. I wasn't embarrassed with what I was doing but maybe I should've been. It was a pretty pathetic sight, I'm sure. She bounced up the path back up to the meadow above to continue on her sunset jog and was gone. In the mean time, I tucked well in to my gooey rice and not-yet warm chili. When she came back
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