BOLD AND BOULDER--THROWBACK THAT TIE plus A MOON RISE

BOLD AND BOULDER
putting elections and other foibles in perspective

    Power, force and mystery collude in the mountains to impose a sense of permanence. It is here that all human designs are rendered as temporary and passing. But it is in the mountains that humankind is also inspired, even in a mystical union and state of awe.

Life on the edge

Cosmic furniture moving

Layers of Time

How many millions of moon rises have these mountains seen?

Peaceful but powerful 

God's Marbles

Between a rock and a…..

Immovable

THROWBACK THAT TIE

   A couple of observations about this 1967 radio promotion photo. This was a benefit and the queen and her court are "pinning" us. Note that all of the "pin-ees", even the chairman of the health association are looking at the camera, except yours truly who seems more taken by the princess. 

   That tie! Well, it was the age of "mods". Side burns too.

   The WERK KREW jocks, Big Joe London, Wild Bill Shirk, "Mr. Show Biz" Gil Hole and Tommy the C. Yea, it was an age for nicknames too.

ONE MORE MOON RISE

since you can never see enough

   It loomed large as it poked up over the Santa Lucia range. Color from the not yet set sun splashed over the mountains.

 Just above the horizon it looked like a special effect.

  As it continued its rise it began to get smaller.

    See you down the trail.

A SEAL COAST MYSTERY

A STROLL THROUGH SCENES

       They mystery writer switched on as we began our 

hike from the elephant seal beach.

        A marine haze shrouded the coast as the Pacific pounded the ancient rocks.

      The Piedras Blancas light station barely pricked the gray
that blanketed the slumbering elephant seals.

       Visitors from around the globe were ignored by the napping hulks.  We left them all behind as we headed north from the viewing platforms.

       Walking the isolated trail, our only companion was the churn of the surf and the snort of elephant seals who had 
found their own isolation.

      Past caves, flora, and smaller wild life.

       The scale of gray and subdued light, mixed with the 

windy coast, coaxed me into countless English mystery memories.

      Tales of lighthouse keepers and northern shores.

     Even without a writer's imagination, it is a wonderful hike that parallels the meandering path of the Pacific Coast Highway toward Big Sur. 

      We found others who had made it to an isolated beach.

Two of whom practiced battle

       As others napped.

      They too had made the effort to find more space, isolated beaches and to get away from the throngs.  

      And through the steel gray, a flight line, steering toward

          an opening in the sky, where the first hints of change

    begin to lift the morning shroud.

   Hints of sun begin to peek and brighten the scenes.  

The daily ritual of burning the haze to reveal California blue sky begins to play out.  And the parties to these coastal mystery scenes

     head back to unravel the mystery of the remainder of their day.

     Thanks Susan, Lana, Debbie. Enjoy the mystery. 

     See you down the trail.