The Great Dune from Above

We hiked up the Outlook Trail to find ourselves perched on a rise between the canyon and the sea, looking down upon the big sand dune that hugs the hillside above Pacific Coast Highway at Thornhill Broome Beach.

I have climbed the dune often and have passed it more than a hundred times, but I have never seen it from this vantage. From here the dune is no longer dominant: you see it in context, a beach blown uphill at a point in the coast that is exposed to the prevailing northwesterly onshore wind. From here south Point Conception no longer blocks those winds, but only here does the rock face cup just enough to capture the sand and spray.

The view reminds me of my desire to study both geography and geology when I return to the classroom a few years hence. My travels and a lifetime studying politics and commerce have left me more curious than ever about the planet upon which we play out our temporal dramas.

Sycamore Canyon Sunrise

The Moon hovers over the ridge as it turns over the watch. Sunlight touches Outlook Peak at 7am, but down in the canyon we shiver in the cold and I regret crawling out of my sleeping bag.

(Especially as the new tent and cot gave me the best night’s sleep I have ever enjoyed while camping.)

Camping is pure therapy, an antidote to the tyranny of the to-do list.