We began in La Jolla because it’s a good place to walk along the shore. It was high tide so we couldn’t walk along the beach as we usually do but we could wander from rock to rock higher above the beach. Lots of other tourists meandering around, too. Everyone wants to stop and see the seals. This began as a children’s pool for kids to enjoy getting into the water. But the seals found it and and the female seals began to flock in to have their babies. Crowded out the kids and now it is a real controversy in La Jolla. There are those who want to get rid of the seals, those who believe nature should have her way and count the number of seal pups born each year those pragmatists who realize that watching seals and their new-born bring in lots of tourist money. And, thus, no decision has been made which allows the status-quo to continue.
Lots of pelicans crowd the rocky shores here, preening, resting and posing for the tourists.
We parked along the beach at the bottom of the hill leading up to the park, climbed the hill, then meandered through the park trails and down to the beach, which we then walked along to get back to the car. Great walk, marvelous views of the ocean and the sand cliffs. Here is Gary at the bottom of the cliffs and you can see the boulders at the bottom of the cliffs which have tumbled down over the years. But, look at those marvelous colors in the sun.
But the great attraction at the Gliderport is not just watching the gliding but it also the trail next to it plummeting down the cliff to the shore below. Not your ordinary trail as the sign at the top warning of ‘Unstable Cliffs’ attests. But what a challenge this sign poses: avoid the trail and look like a ninny. I mean, who wants to look like a ninny? Not Gary and I.
But there’s more: at the bottom of the trail is not only a good surfing beach BUT also Black Beach, the largest nude beach in the US.
It was the first and only public nude beach in the country for several years in the mid-1960’s. Actually, north of the trail is the ‘clothing optional’ part of the beach, south is the surfer’s side of the beach. And, it’s fun watching the surfers clamber down this trail barefoot in their wet suits holding on to their boards. We hikers straddle the two worlds and hike down.
The trail is quite rudimentary and, although wooden boards have been inserted into the sand cliffs to use for steps, this is no guarantee that they won’t fall apart with use. You can see the wooden steps in the picture below (with Gary’s leg) and how well used they are. Some are there, some are not, some have sand in back of them to step on and some do not. In some places there is a hand rail but - inserted into eroding sand - maybe I’ll just try to balance by myself. This trail is traditionally maintained by the local nudists. Hmmm - I hope we don’t come upon a work crew any time we want to hike down.
By the way, the temperature is 62 degrees today - surfers, yes, nudists, no. There were surfers out in the water waiting for the perfect wave and every now and then one would find one. But no nudists today.
See what I mean about the deterioration of the steps? Here’s a picture from 5 years ago.
No comments:
Post a Comment