The traffic was heavy at times and it did feel like herded cattle...
Ever since we moved here...well, actually ever since I saw pictures of beautiful jutting coastline raked with cliffs in National Geographic, I've been waiting until I could go visit such places in real life. Ireland, Scotland, California, I didn't care where, I just wanted to be there.
The first beach we stopped at was yet another disappointing tidal beach...pretty in it's own way, but not what I was hoping for.
So we kept driving a ways, until we reached, essentially, the end of the road. Alas, the coastline I've been dreaming of.
|Sign posted on the entry gate to the cliffs.|
|The wooly sheep having a rest in the bitter wind on the edge of a cliff...makes sense.|
|Our little trooper hiding from the wind.|