There is something quite fascinating about sailing past cliffs rising straight up from the sea and watching the birds circling, diving, nesting, and perching on the stones. Â In the middle of a whale-watching crowd, the sense of loneliness and isolation is found here.
This is the furthest tip of Anacapa Island, one rock beyond Arch Rock. Â It marks a boundary between the Santa Barbara Channel and the great blue Pacific! Â To me, it is amazing to think that the next continent is Asia, thousands and thousands of miles away across the sea. Â I don’t think I would want to have to sail there from here, much less swim.
Whale watching on Valentine’s Day found a few whales and oodles of dolphins. Â Unfortunately, none of my pictures really did the dolphins any credit. Â I never seemed to get one that caught their energy and spirit. Â Still, I want to post something . . . this was taken as I stood at the front of the boat, watching the dolphins leap and turn in the water. Â This guy is the pin-up for that day!
Ink, Yarn & Beer 