Showing posts with label beach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beach. Show all posts

Monday, February 16, 2026

EYES ON THE WORLD: Photos by Alessandra Gutierrez-Arnold

Street in Downtown San Francisco.

My granddaughter Alessandra has a new camera and she brought it with her when she came to California for the Christmas holidays. Here she shares a few favorite photos from that trip. I am impressed by her sharp eye and ability to capture such arresting images. In her shot of a street in San Francisco I love the reflections, the perspective, and the sense of scale. (Note tiny people crossing the street in the center of the picture.) Black-and-white makes the photo even more powerful. In her nature photos, taken on our walk in Tennessee Valley in the Marin headlands, I love how she catches textures and patterns, shadows along the trail, and the sinuous shape of the river meeting the sea. And in the photo taken through the car window as we crossed the Richmond Bridge over San Francisco Bay, I love the bold pattern of the girders in the afternoon light. I look forward to seeing more of her photos in the future!

Wild grass gone to seed.

Jade plant in bloom.

Tree rings.

Uplifted sedimentary rock.

Fence shadows and puddle.

Mouth of the river at Tennessee Beach.

Traveling west on the Richmond Bridge over San Francisco Bay.


Monday, February 7, 2022

SAN CLEMENTE BEACH TRAIL: A Walk at the Edge of the Pacific

Beach trail at San Clemente State Beach, California

On a recent Sunday, when the temperature was in the 70s and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky (a perfect winter day in California) we met my brother (who lives in San Diego) for a walk at San Clemente Beach, located about half-way between Los Angeles and San Diego. The sea was as calm as I’ve ever seen it and the tide was coming in, washing away our footsteps as we walked, leaving the sand an unmarked slate.


The San Clemente Beach trail, located in the community of San Clemente, lies along a stretch of beach below high bluffs. This popular 2.3 mile long trail connects North Beach to Calafia Beach with stops along the way at the San Clemente Pier and T-Street. We parked at Calafia Beach, just below the San Clemente State Beach campground. Next to the parking lot are restrooms and picnic tables. (We paid the parking fee at an automated kiosk.)


Access to the beach is across the Amtrak railroad tracks. All along the trail, the tracks parallel the beach, although on the day we went, the only train we saw was unloading boulders to repair the breakwater that protects the tracks. (One wonders how the tracks will fare as the ocean level rises with global warming.)


After crossing the tracks, we walked south along the water’s edge. High above us, glass fronted houses perched at the top of the cliff. At the water's edge a grebe bobbed in the waves, diving periodically to hunt for fish. We passed a few human fishermen and other walkers (some with dogs), but, for the most part, the beach was empty—a perfect pandemic excursion.


Along most of the beach the sand was smooth--unlittered by shells, seaweed or other detritus. But in several places piles of small pebbles, tumbled smooth by the waves, clumped at the shore, revealing a surprising variation in color, reminding me of the agates and other stones I once polished in a rock tumbler to make jewelry.


By the time we returned to where we had started we were hungry, so we ate our picnic lunch at one of the tables overlooking the beach. It was a beautiful day to be out in the fresh air.

For more about the San Clemente Beach Trail and the Rails-to-Trails Conservancy, click on this link. https://www.traillink.com/trail/san-clemente-beach-trail-/


 

Monday, January 24, 2022

WEEKEND IN MORRO BAY ON CALIFORNIA'S CENTRAL COAST: Guest Post by Susan Kean

Morro Bay is known for Morro Rock, an ancient volcanic mound at the end of Morro Rock Beach. The rock sits within Morro Bay State Park, home to lagoons, trails and a bird-rich saltwater marsh.

Recently, my friend Susan Kean traveled up the California coast to Morro Bay, stopping along the way at Pismo Beach and Ventura. I thank Susan for sharing her experience and photos with The Intrepid Tourist.

Whimbrel and a little plover

Morro Bay and the surrounding area is an idea spot for avid birders. Located on the Pacific Flyway, Morro Bay is a Globally Important Bird Area and a designated State and National Estuary.  In most years in January, The Morro Bay Winter Bird Festival promotes an understanding and appreciation of birds and other wildlife and an awareness of environmental and conservation issues of the Central Coast. This year, because of Covid, the festival was cancelled. (
Despite the cancellation, The Morro Bay Bird Festival volunteers put on a virtual bird festival at the last minute and links to recordings of their free presentations may be found at Morrobaybirdfestival.org .)

Morro Beach at low tide.
Susan writes: Sadly the Morro Bay Winter Bird Festival was cancelled because of COVID but we still came up to Morro Bay for the weekend.  As the hotel registration person said, the birds haven’t cancelled.  Most exciting for me was seeing my first pair of bald eagles.

Silhouette of bald eagle in tree.

Old wrecked ship at Estero Bluffs

The tsunami hit at about about 8 am, which for Morro Bay amounted to unusual wave formation! Later in the day we did a boat ride and the boat guy said the water in the bay was still rocking back and forth, like in a bowl. As far as we were concerned we didn’t notice anything other than very cloudy water. [Susan's trip was the same weekend as the volcanic eruption in Tonga that resulted in a tsunami that impacted the California coast.]

Sea Lions, Morro Bay

On the way up to Morro Bay we visited the monarch butterfly grove at Pismo Beach. They are pleased with the numbers of butterflies this year. Last year they had none.

Monarch butterflies in eucalyptus trees at Pismo Beach. During migration the butterflies hang in clusters.
Entrance to the Pismo State Beach Monarch Butterfly Grove

 
Giant Coreopsis in a Channel Island native plant garden at the visitor center in Ventura.



Monday, December 7, 2020

HIKING ALONG THE SILTCOOS RIVER ON THE OREGON COAST Guest Post by Caroline Hatton at The Intrepid Tourist

The Siltcoos River looping toward its estuary on the Oregon Coast

My friend and fellow children’s book author Caroline Hatton took the photos in this post in September 2020 when she enjoyed this free outdoor activity. 

From Eugene, Oregon, driving an hour west through scenic farmland and forest, across the Oregon Coast Range and along the Siuslaw River, leads to the town of Florence, a tourist destination on the Pacific Coast. My husband and I took refuge there in September 2020, because the devastating Holiday Farm Fire started devouring the forest east of Eugene, smoke choked the city for about ten days, and Florence was the nearest spot with clean air. We stayed a few nights to go on hikes every day--beach hikes and dune hikes and hikes in forests around inland lakes. My favorite was the Siltcoos River Hike because it presented me with the prettiest views, the largest variety of bodies of water, and an unforgettable, natural work of art. 

The Siltcoos Lagoon


From the trailhead, we walked around the 0.7-mile (over 1 km) Lagoon Trail loop first, thinking early morning might be our best chance to see birds. The loop follows the inside shore of a U-shaped lake formed when a bend of the Siltcoos River was cut off (an oxbow lake), not by a natural phenomenon, but by the construction of today’s road. To stay quiet for a better chance to see wildlife, we tiptoed on the sections of the trail that are boardwalks over water. But the only animals we saw were painted on panels presenting information about the ecosystem. 

For example, the Nutria (Myocastor coypus) is a big swamp rat once imported from South America for its fur, now an invasive species out of control. I didn’t see any at the lagoon, but I remembered seeing some that had invaded France for the same reasons, one in a pond outside Paris and another one in a marsh in Camargue in the south. There as here, the dirty rats have the last laugh. 

The Waxmyrtle Trail


After completing the lagoon loop, we took the 2.1-mile (~3.4 km) Waxmyrtle Trail, named after a plant abundant in the area, to the Siltcoos River mouth. The trail runs in the shade of shore pines, well above the calm river, so the water looked intensely blue on the clear day I was there, and the view (in the top photo above) extended to the estuary and ocean horizon.

Moose in Waxmyrtle Marsh? No, a log.


After descending into soft sand and emerging from the woods, I stopped along Waxmyrtle Marsh to look at nature’s watercolors and was startled to see a Moose bathing among the grasses. Was I on the verge of moose-size fame, the first to report a sighting in this part of Oregon? Alas, the Moose was still as a statue, because it was a statue, a dead log. I marveled at nature’s artwork and wondered, how did such a big log get there, far from any live tree? And how long would it last before one piece broke off and the Moose disappeared forever? 

The Pacific Ocean as seen from where the trail emerges from the dunes onto the beach.


The trail through the dunes reached Wax Myrtle Beach. 

Wildlife seen only on this sign: a Seal and a Sea Lion. Do not disturb!

More wildlife sightings awaited me: a Seal and a Sea Lion—pictures on a sign that prohibits approaching or disturbing the beasts. 

The 111 sign: my way back.

From the beach, I looked back and noted the number on the sign at my access point, to recognize my way back: 111, not 110 or 112! This was one of the numbered markers along the Oregon coast that were designed to identify locations in case of emergency, so rescuers can reach victims quicker. 

Looking from the beach, up the Siltcoos River meandering out of treesy dunes.


The Siltcoos River mouth at the Pacific Ocean.


On the deserted beach, we walked north to the river mouth, wide, shallow, and indistinct, its edges a blur of sand ripples holding sky blue puddles. During the nesting season (March 15 to September 15) of the Western Snowy Plover (Charadrius alexandrinus nivosus), dogs are not allowed on the beach, humans must stay on the wet sand or in their boats on the river, and the part of the trail along the estuary is closed. 

But on September 20 when I was there, visitors had left colorful kayaks on dry sand while exploring around. The river itself is the ~6-mile (almost ~11 km) canoe and kayak Siltcoos River Canoe Trail. Rentals are normally available at the Siltcoos Lake Resort. I wondered whether my kayaking, wildlife-loving friends Paul and Kathy had been there, done that. After all, the area is a favorite with birdwatchers and many mammals live there: coyote, raccoon, river otter, beaver, mink, and even black bear. 

Walking back the same way we came, I noticed deer tracks on the beach, straight out of the dunes toward the ocean, beyond the seaweed, broken shells, and crab claws left by the falling tide. Why did the deer go to the beach? To nibble on crunchy seaweed like humans munch on kale chips? Or for a lick of salt water, as a mineral supplement? 

When we got back to the sign labeled 111, the distant buzz of a dune buggy punctured the peace and quiet, motivating us to get away, even though ATVs couldn’t get near us because they are not allowed near the river mouth. Otherwise we passed only one group of three others lounging on beach chairs at the access point. To reduce Covid contagion risk, we snapped face masks on and stayed more than six feet away. 

We saved the Chief Tsiltcoos Trail loop, 0.8 miles (~1.3 km) through dune thickets, for another time. This group of easy trails is close enough to Eugene to be an attractive destination for a day trip. And when Covid conditions permit, exploring Historic Old Town Florence and its art galleries, breweries, and restaurants will add to the fun.

All text and photos, copyright Caroline Arnold. www.theintrepidtourist.blogspot.com