This week in the Tuesday Photo Challenge we are given the word coast. The last time I visited the coast was almost two years ago. On my birthday in December 2017 one fo my friends that owns a sport car took me for a drive along the coast of California. For some reason I happened to surround myself with people that wanted to go to the coast all the time that year. I don’t know how many times I walked the beaches of the California coastline 2017. I had made the drive along the magical Highway 101 many times, but never in the style that I did on my birthday. We drove to The Lost Coast and hiked there for two days. It was fabulous and very very cold!
During this trip we stayed at an amazing Airbnb along the coast. The hosts had an endless supply of stories about The Lost Coast up their sleeves, accompanied with three course meals both nights we stayed there. The food was organic, locally sourced, and the vegetables were from their own garden. My mouth waters just thinking about it.
I have a lot of respect for the ocean, and I can not see myself living close to one. I am more of a mountain person. I do enjoy visiting the ocean every now and then. Every trip is very special.
What coastline do you think about when you hear the word coast? I spent a lot of time around the Mediterranean Sea growing up, but as an adult going to the coast usually meant the West Coast of Sweden, or The Pacific Coast.
The coast is an edgy place. Living on the coast presents certain stark realities and a wild, rare beauty. Continent confronts ocean. Weather intensifies. It’s a place of tide and tantrum; of flirtations among fresh- and saltwaters, forests and shores; of tense negotiations with an ocean that gives much but demands more. Every year the raw rim that is this coast gets hammered and reshaped like molten bronze. This place roils with power and a sometimes terrible beauty. The coast remains youthful, daring, uncertain about tomorrow. The guessing, the risk; in a way, we’re all thrill seekers here.
The Lost Coast is amazing, and it fills me with excitement to hike there. The first time I visited was when my daughter was a baby, and I’ll never forget that time. It’s not only the hiking that is extremely beautiful, the people in these coastal towns are beautiful as well. There’s villages hidden in those redwood forests along the coast that exist in another dimension. Where people live in small self sustaining communities, without many of the conveniences we take for granted. I hope you enjoyed these photos from the coast of California.