On a Sunday drive down the coast Jenya and I were approaching Big Sur. We pulled off at one turnoff which promised some fun scrambles down to the water where we could commune with the giant rocks and waves. Unlike usual this vista point was fairly unoccupied. Except for us there was only a pickup with Alabama plates. Its occupants were two young couples who already headed down the sandy paths.
Tripod
Tripod
Tripod
On a Sunday drive down the coast Jenya and I were approaching Big Sur. We pulled off at one turnoff which promised some fun scrambles down to the water where we could commune with the giant rocks and waves. Unlike usual this vista point was fairly unoccupied. Except for us there was only a pickup with Alabama plates. Its occupants were two young couples who already headed down the sandy paths.