An author's view of Big Sur, Steinbeck country, and the coastline of Monterey, California.
United States of America (Press Release) October 27, 2007 --
Big Sur. A place of great beauty and dramatic vistas. The sheer cliffs that drop a thousand feet or more to the violent sea that thrashes and pounds at the granite base below. The dichotomy of danger and great beauty can only be watched from a distance by mere mortals, less one be swallowed up and taken by the forces of nature.
My metamorphosis in life began here in Big Sur, on a wild trip at age 16. Those experiences changed the core essence of who I was and gave me the gifts of wonder, dreams, and the chance of endless possibilities. A long time ago, but yet it has stayed with me, a part of who I am. The grounding I have when I am there is like no other place on earth. Ageless beauty abounds throughout this place. There is never a dull moment traveling through here. When driving either down from San Francisco or up from Los Angeles one must stop at Nepenthe, an indoor/outdoor restaurant/bar and purchase a fine wine or other beverage and sit and watch the condors floating up and down the coast while the ocean fog creates a spectacular vista. At night a firepit glows and provide heat in the chilly times and the conversations and atmosphere is rich with substance. The building was designed by a student of Frank Lloyd Wright and the land once owned by Rita Hayworth and Orsen Welles.
A ride through Sycamore Canyon bring you to a prehistoric beach where fresh water of the river meets with the ocean, and granite masses of rock with large caves still being bored by the trashing water of the sea. Windy at times so bring a jacket.
Now older, with the inability to scramble on the rocks and hike the distances I used to be able to easily walk, I treasure the time I had, and look forward to the next visit, hopefully soon, to feel at one with that universe. I can still make it to Nepenthe, stay the night at Deetjens, and drive down Sycamore Canyon Road to Pheiffer Beach. That I can do those things renews my dreams and endless possibilities all over again. Never lose your dreams. Never lose the gifts given and remember "love is all there is." The wisdom of the years are locked-in to those places and one must surf to live.
My metamorphosis in life began here in Big Sur, on a wild trip at age 16. Those experiences changed the core essence of who I was and gave me the gifts of wonder, dreams, and the chance of endless possibilities. A long time ago, but yet it has stayed with me, a part of who I am. The grounding I have when I am there is like no other place on earth. Ageless beauty abounds throughout this place. There is never a dull moment traveling through here. When driving either down from San Francisco or up from Los Angeles one must stop at Nepenthe, an indoor/outdoor restaurant/bar and purchase a fine wine or other beverage and sit and watch the condors floating up and down the coast while the ocean fog creates a spectacular vista. At night a firepit glows and provide heat in the chilly times and the conversations and atmosphere is rich with substance. The building was designed by a student of Frank Lloyd Wright and the land once owned by Rita Hayworth and Orsen Welles.
A ride through Sycamore Canyon bring you to a prehistoric beach where fresh water of the river meets with the ocean, and granite masses of rock with large caves still being bored by the trashing water of the sea. Windy at times so bring a jacket.
Now older, with the inability to scramble on the rocks and hike the distances I used to be able to easily walk, I treasure the time I had, and look forward to the next visit, hopefully soon, to feel at one with that universe. I can still make it to Nepenthe, stay the night at Deetjens, and drive down Sycamore Canyon Road to Pheiffer Beach. That I can do those things renews my dreams and endless possibilities all over again. Never lose your dreams. Never lose the gifts given and remember "love is all there is." The wisdom of the years are locked-in to those places and one must surf to live.
Email
Print
SPAM
LEAVE A COMMENT
