The day began with the sun rising over a faux-sea of clouds tucked down into the valley. Surprisingly the morning was rather warm for this time of year, so I could hold a steady camera with out the chills shaking me.
The day had barely started going when I took a call from a friend who needed to replace a window in his beach house so I traded the faux-sea for the Pacific.
The view from the living room is 'OK' don't you think?
A very pleasant November day on the north Pacific coast. A few days back we had some pretty good winds blow through. The sea is still a little stirred up over that, even though it has been a few days gone. One particular mountain in the coast range is a wind magnet so it always has some spectacular sounding wind gust numbers reported there.
This storm was no different with the gusts hitting 97 mph by 7:30AM. Along most of the headlands, the gusts were more typical of a Pacific storm in 60 mph range. Back at the faux-sea the gusts were only in the 30 mph range, so quite a difference.
Today, gut-guster(tm) wind guesstimator says maybe 5 mph gusts.
In a fit of symmetry, I needed a shot of the sun hanging over the real sea to match the earlier shot, so later in the day I took this one.
Balance has been restored.
The two people that bludgeoned me into this project, and myself as well, live near the sea, some a tad closer than others.
One of the bloggers has been a tad tardy with posts lately. She lives on the Bering Sea so I decided to look in the surf to see if the latest post had been sent in a bottle.
The post would only have to travel 2000 miles or so down the coast to where I am. Plenty of time has passed since her last post, so it should be here.
I can read her post, then send it the 1000 or so miles further to the south to be read by my sister.
Stared into the surf.
Nope, not here yet. :-)
Looking at the wave curl, it is hard to get the scale of it because there is no reference object to judge it against. I would guess this wave to be in the 6ish foot neighborhood.
Looking at it takes me back a a month or so to a 'rough' ride in 3 foot chop left over from hurricane 'i-don't-remember' turned tropical depression 'whatever'.
I was on vacation after all.
I don't think I even heard the name of the hurricane, just followed it on radar and knew we were anchored in the eye path. Well whatever it was called, it was a good sport and petered out two or three days before we wanted to leave, so we put to sea, in a similar state as above, blue skies, and some (hardly) bumpy water due to a forgotten storm.
I didn't have the sense to take any pictures at the time so I had to reach back a year and put in some old ones. I was on my friend Reggie's boat Calypso Night but instead I included a couple of shots of a boat that he helped restore some 20 years ago. He did the rigging.
This boat laid cable back in the day (can you guess who for?), and now does weddings and so on. We left her behind in the harbor as we sailed. Was it not even a month ago?
Wow, truly, oceans apart.
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