Montaña de Oro. Doesn't that just roll of your tongue like melted gold? While exploring this state park I kept wanting to say it's name with the accent of the guy in the
Princess Bride ("Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.")
But I didn't want to get into the bad habit of talking to myself, thus ensuring that I became
that crazy tourist someone ran into on a path in Montaña de Oro State Park. It could all have spiraled out of control. Fo sho.
This was one of my favorite stops on a perfectly beautiful day. Lots of pics on this post so be sure go past the jump!
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The ever appealing bend in the road.
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This post has an undercurrent of surfers. |
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Admittedly not a good picture but look at the cute little animal. But what kind? |
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The avant garde shot. |
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Another bend. Couldn't help myself. Delicious contrast. |
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This vintagey look is how I imagine PCH. A view of Spooner's Cove. |
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Spooner's Cove. |
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There were tons of pretty rocks on this beach. Beachcombers searched for sea jade. Someone even gave me a piece of it but somehow it slipped from my fingers. |
1 comment:
Great pictures!! Love your blog. :)
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