The past few mornings have been so foggy and so has my mood. Usually, it's a perfect time for philosophical thinking with a cup of tea, but this time I felt just lazy. The only question I had in my mind was: "How do I know what I think and do is right?" I started to hate the fog, again... until last Saturday. It was another foggy morning. Robert and I decided to go to the South towards Santa Cruz hoping for a skinch of sun. We chose Panther Beach as our destination. We've driven many times to Santa Cruz, but we have never seen or really even heard about Panther Beach. It seems like a bit of a local secret as there's no sign for this beach on the road. I feel lucky to have come across it on the web while I was listing what sights we should see in California in the near future. There's so much to see in California! Panther Beach is definitely deserves to be on top of that list.
The fog and the ocean were amazing that early morning. I start to realize it is my kind of beauty, a melancholic and dramatic scenery that just screams at you: "Wake up! Everything is beautiful!" No doubt, Panther Beach is a spectacular piece of nature. The hole in the wall, which connects two parts of Panther Beach, makes it very unique and picturesque. I didn't scramble down to take the pictures of the hole. I left it for later. I am planning to go back in September (when it's less foggy in general) and take sunset photos through that magical opening. This time I was simply captured with the views from a top of the cliffs.
It seems I have a little fetish now taking pictures of everything that is under my feet. I hope it's for the best.
On the way home we drove Skyline Boulevard and we noticed this beautiful, unusual view of the Bay Area with San Francisco in the distance.