Look at that crowd! When the waves start rolling through at Camel Rock, the crowd really starts to pack the lineup. Luckily I arrived a couple hours before the crowd and was able to surf with only a couple of other guys.
Plenty of good waves to the south at Moonstone Beach. It takes a solid bit of paddling and duck-diving to make it past the shorebreak. People tend to avoid Moonstone on bigger swells. I'd surf it more often if I could find a couple guys to brave the paddle with me.
Posing for a picture in Fern Canyon. On Tuesday, we decided we needed to get out into the backcountry a bit and work of a bit of laziness. We're really blessed with great hiking option within an hour or so. We hiked about 6 miles Tuesday afternoon through some wonderful redwood forests to get to Fern Canyon. Fern Canyon is absolutely amazing. A couple of creeks converge at Fern Canyon and empty out to the Pacific Ocean. The canyon is 200 ft deep and around 100 yards wide. The walls of the canyon are just dripping with ferns and foliage, with the random waterfall emptying into the creek. There are some fun scrambles over fallen logs and down little pools to be had. It's a great way to end the day's hike.
Justine is soaking up the sun during a break in the hike down the beach to our campsite for the night. The last mile of our hike follows the coastline through dunes and beach grasses. It's great to hike down the beach with surf cracking to the right and mountains meeting the coast on the left. The coastline is just so rugged. Part of our trail followed the path of early gold miners, it'd be a tough hike to make loaded down with provisions and mining gear.
Lighting the fire at Gold's Bluff Beach. The beach gets cold at night. The sun set around 4:30, so that means the temps drop quickly and there isn't much left to do besides rehydrate some food, huddle around the fire, and contemplate the meaning of it all.
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