Past Trips – California – Big Sur [12]

The latter part of the day, route one and route one was back right by the coasts side, it was that part of the day, i was driving and though i wont do it justice here it was amazing.
The car radio blurted out various chipper pop songs, some familiar, some not and a bunch of other stuff that filled the background, while the road had narrowed up and pealed around cliff tops and coast lines. Everything to our left was blue, blue skies, blue water in great expanse.

If work is a bit shit or other things of minor inconvenience absorb you back home then in such places at such times they cant stretch out to these places. I’d been looking forward to this part of the day, been selfishly hoping to be driving this part and imagining what it might be like, dodgy ground for often inflated expectation have no place to go but to find reality unable to exceed to such demands. Not today.

Route 1 Road Pacific Side

Road and Cliff Top View Pacific Ocean

Cliff Top Route One California

Route 1 California Sea SideCalifornia Route 1

Jeep Route One

California Flying Bird

Flying Bird California

Pacific Ocean California

Pacific Ocean Route One

We stopped off more frequently along this stretch. A wooded bit allowed us to leave the car with the shade, others had parked up, dumping their vehicles along the the side of the road, which also flagged up the notion that this might be a place to be stopping off.

Pfeiffer Big Sur State Park Sign
Cove And Ocean

Big Sur Pacific Ocean

Pacific Ocean Cove Big Sur

There wasn’t a great variety of things to see here but what there was looked like it came straight out of some sort of pirate movie.

Along the road Mitch in his role as the person with little to do / radio operator, noticed people were not only stopped but that they were peering intently out to sea. We stopped swiftly our interest peaked.

There was something out there, the intent filled eyes of the onlookers, the occasional puffs of water vapor, we were convinced but unsighted and moved on, even me with my one driving eye had the other trained out to sea, which probably had Mitch a tad unnerved as the mighty Jeep ploughes around rather tightly woven cliff edge corners….any on comers, hello …. We stopped, we stopped some more

Whate and Vapoir Plume Big Sur

Big Sur Whale Big Sur

Big Sur Pacific Ocean Whales
Pacific Big Sur Whale

Close To Shore Whale
Not A Rock – Emerging From The Water

Whale Big Sur

Whale California

I know nothing about whales, so i have no clue what was popping up from the deep, but it wasn’t a fish, they don’t pop up, they have no toast like instincts. So they were mammal types and being found all to close to shore to be of the largest, yet they weren’t small, not if they could initially be mis-perceived as rocky peaks protruding from the depth. In Iceland that spring i’d been on a boat in apparently whale rich waters with the distinct purpose of seeing something big and whale like for the first time, nothing, a whole lot of deep dark sea and some moments of porpoise emergence apparently.. these went quite unseen as well.. something once showed us its back in the waves, but it submerged quite swiftly.

We kept stopping, that wondering ocean inspecting eye continuing its efforts to spot something out there. That though was the closest encounter and though largely through a zoomed lens, it was quite the thing.


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