Yesterday.
Shelter Cove is misnamed. There is no shelter here or any where for fifty miles north and more than forty south along this unforgiving coast.
The population is said to be about 600, but many of the houses seem to be vacant second homes.
In addition to the three deer above, which we conclude are a mother with her two fauns, we saw three more deer yesterday. Another mother and faun munching another yard and a single deer eating at the side of the street. We saw three more deer today. The mother yesterday kept her eyes on us constantly as we passed.
The red boat being steered by a fish smoking a cigar is a yard ornament.
Today.
The aptly named Black Sand Beach
Looking back at the hotel which is the green building on the very right of the frame.
We also saw hundred of pelicans in flight. More than I have ever seen at one time before. And watched seals sleeping on Seal Rock and some frolicking in the water. It was interesting to see how graceful they are in the water and how awkward out.
Our room is large and includes an interior hot tub and an interior sauna, neither of which we find compelling amenities.
It also contains this curious plant. Carol thinks it a species of bamboo. I find it quite attractive.
There are only a three or four eating places and a general store a mile or so away on the approach road.
The essence of being here is simply being here and that is a beautiful and dramatic experience of the continent’s very edge and the ocean.
We move south tomorrow two hundred miles to Bodega Bay.
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