It was lovely...
... scary...
(Enlarge and see the expression on the guy's face.)
... and we watched our step...
August 11, 2010
Walking the bluffs.
Yesterday, we took the hiking path that snakes along the top of the bluffs where we'd kayaked the day before.
It was lovely...
... scary...
(Enlarge and see the expression on the guy's face.)
... and we watched our step...
It was lovely...
... scary...
(Enlarge and see the expression on the guy's face.)
... and we watched our step...
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There have been a variety of climates in the past to create those different colored rocks. (Though some of the hues may have been slightly "enhanced"?)
It seems that Meade has awakened your inner ourdoorswoman. Outstanding, wonderful for you both.
Trey
Love the sign: "Beware of rhino-horn surfers ahead!"
"Though some of the hues may have been slightly "enhanced"?"
Absolutely zero color enhancement. That's the color straight from the camera, though my eye's perception at the time was that the water didn't look that green!
"It seems that Meade has awakened your inner ourdoorswoman. Outstanding, wonderful for you both."
We wanted to get back to the beach that we kayaked too, where the swimming was sublime. That meant a 3.5 mile hike in and then the walk back. 7 miles of rough terrain, with many ascents and descents. I loved the first 2 miles and took lots of pictures of the rocks. Then came the less scenic (though lovely) trek to the beach. That was very difficult for me, but the goal of the beach was worth it, and Meade kept my spirits up. It was hard going back too, and it was getting late, but what are you going to do. We played some word games and even counted out 15 minutes at one point.
The figure on the sign looks like how Sasquatch is depicted.
I guess we are not going to get any "I shouldn't be Alive" story this morning?
I'm kidding.. I'm glad you guys are having fun.
You guys are a couple of chatty kathy's when you hike. Us, not so much - more enjoying the solitude and taking in the new sights/sites, I guess. To each is own - enjoying it is the more important part.
Places like that always give me the willies because you just know that someone, probably a lone hiker in mid-winter, fell into one of those crevices, broke a leg or an arm or both, and died down there...or do I just have an overheated imagination?
Ann Althouse said...
"Though some of the hues may have been slightly "enhanced"?"
Absolutely zero color enhancement. That's the color straight from the camera, though my eye's perception at the time was that the water didn't look that green!
I had been wondering about that. Since The Blonde will never stroll those shores, thanks for the view.
"It seems that Meade has awakened your inner ourdoorswoman. Outstanding, wonderful for you both."
We wanted to get back to the beach that we kayaked too, where the swimming was sublime. That meant a 3.5 mile hike in and then the walk back. 7 miles of rough terrain, with many ascents and descents. I loved the first 2 miles and took lots of pictures of the rocks. Then came the less scenic (though lovely) trek to the beach. That was very difficult for me, but the goal of the beach was worth it, and Meade kept my spirits up. It was hard going back too, and it was getting late, but what are you going to do. We played some word games and even counted out 15 minutes at one point.
When there was no cafe last night, I thought you might be tired.
Glad you're having so much fun.
ripic - my husband has what most call a fear of heights, but which he calls it a fear of falling. Yes, it seems to me "an overheated imagination" (and I know he can tell similar stories about me).
Jump!!
Don't believe the sign. They're bluffing.
@Hagar
A geologist friend told me that those cliffs are among the oldest exposed rock on the planet (Precambrian). They formed around the time that oxygen started to build up in the atmosphere (give or take a hundred million years).
So, am I safe in assuming that the sign is a warning that there is a modern dance troupe ahead?
Walking the bluffs.
Meadhouse is bluffing.
ahhh. William beat me to it.
"When there was no cafe last night, I thought you might be tired."
I would have posted if the room we'd stayed in had working WiFi. But by the time we got home from a nice dinner of sandwiches at the Big Water Café, our favorite place, it was pretty late. I was up at 6 and headed out to the Big Water Café, which opens at 6:30, to get some good coffee and good WiFi... and an excellent muffin. When Meade finally woke up, I went back to get him, to pack up and check out, and then we returned to the Big Water Café for a manly breakfast of eggs and potatoes. Then on to new adventures and, finally, now in the wee hours, back home.
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