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Monday, July 30, 2007

Big Ser

We went up to Big Ser yesterday. It's about 3 hours drive downwards along the coast - very scenic. Lots of mountains, cliffs, beaches ect.

So, pictures:
These two are the main "beach" bit - very pretty. Blue sea, white sand, ect. Lots of rocks around, too - mostly sedimentary, and so worn into interesting shapes.


There was another cove/beach, but the wind was coming off the sea so strongly that the flying sand made it difficult to walk around here for more than a few minutes without getting blinded.

This was part of the rock between the two coves, and the narrow opening was the only way the sea could get through, so the water levels in this bit fluctuated quite a bit.

I just liked this view because of the waves, though my camera isn't good enough to catch them when they're very high. You can see the fog rolling in in the background - it arrived just after we left, so we were driving back along the cliffs in the mist. Kinda scary.

There seemed to be a large number of natural arches along the cliffs - these are just the ones from the beach that we visited, but there were loads of them on the drive up the coast. These are the best ones - they were quite hard to photograph because of the bright sun coming though vs (relatively) dark rockfaces, but these are the ones that came out the best:




The best bit was trying to actually get photo, as there were large numbers of highly stereotypical americans climbing all over it totally oblivious to the 3 or 4 people with cameras who were trying to get pictures. We had this problem a few times, mostly with people walking or sticking their arms into shots when were were trying to take family photos. Kinda makes me wish I'd brought a gun. Or at least a fly-swatter.

I have some more random ones from Chico and elsewhere, and some I took with Dad's new SLR at the BBQ, but I can't find them now.

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