Good thing there was a fence between him and us - the dogs were throwing out challenges and the meadow behind him was full of his kind. Elk - the critters that have signs all over northern 101 in Calif. We left Brookings and wandered a bit to unwind before getting back to boat work. The elders have caregivers and are ok for now, so we need to get back, move the boat to our new slip and try to figure out how to stay busy in this strange new retirement life.
No problem - we are going to go to Az. and sort out the storage lockers there and sell, donate and give away stuff. I feel it loading us down when we are twelve hours away from all that stuff. 
We found this secret beach - Gold Bluffs, in Prairie Creek Redwoods State park - miles of sand and camp sites. Only my sister tells us it isn't so secret as there is a fern gully miles down the treacherous road and people come from all over the world to see the ferns.- we stopped to let the dogs run. We saw ferns in Hawaii, ferns at Lake Powell hanging from seeps in dry cliffs. The dogs needed a run and the fog was lifting. No ferns for us. The ocean was silver in the sun and the waves crash and echoes against the cliffs of this magic place, while the wind soothes the low evergreens by the road. I wanted to winter camp and stay awhile.
We found this secret beach - Gold Bluffs, in Prairie Creek Redwoods State park - miles of sand and camp sites. Only my sister tells us it isn't so secret as there is a fern gully miles down the treacherous road and people come from all over the world to see the ferns.- we stopped to let the dogs run. We saw ferns in Hawaii, ferns at Lake Powell hanging from seeps in dry cliffs. The dogs needed a run and the fog was lifting. No ferns for us. The ocean was silver in the sun and the waves crash and echoes against the cliffs of this magic place, while the wind soothes the low evergreens by the road. I wanted to winter camp and stay awhile.
The dogs, of course, wanted to swim - but we just yelled at them to stay with us. The waves were huge and all we needed to see was shepherds being carried out to sea while we are land bound. They jump in any water available, so it was tough to keep them dry. Sha'ash thinks it is Lake Powell and he can drink all he wants. Highway 101 runs down through giant redwoods, to the busy towns of the wine area, to San Francisco, and to the peninsula where you take your life in your hands on the Freeway.
We were glad to get "home" to unpack and organize the boat.
Beach art.
A metaphor.
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