surfed here: a place with "salmon" in its name generally lends itself to paranoia. this area of northern california is known for white sharks. all we saw were millions of jellies and a few happy surfers. oh, and plenty of glassy, chest high peaks. the feeling of sea life was real, but not threatening. grateful for new stoke, a new place, new waves, "warm" water. i think i may have found what love i had lost for the ocean....
ate lunch here: this is a great little beach, empty, serene, carpets of wildflowers lining the cliffs. i can't believe it's only about 25 miles from a big, big city like San Francisco, and yet, there was no one there.
slept here: bodega dunes campground. i've never camped among cyprus tress. how lovely their form, the shelter they provide from the wind. california has opened her arms to me.
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