This crescent shaped cut out off the coast of northern California is not far from home. Hence the name 'half moon bay'. We just don't get the time to do the drive to it and sit and stare at the ocean from the edge. But taking time off from work we did. It turned out to be a beautiful day. Fifties with clear skies and enough sun to warm you up with winds not wild like we had past few days. The surf was up which made for an inundation of sounds that soothe along with the warming wind made for some breath taking vistas right off the edge. Body suited surfers attempted a 'Man v Nature' show as they enjoyed riding the cresting waves depending on their degree of experience. The ocean inevitably kept returning them back to shore like a case of bad item returned. Gulls hovered and we simply sat with the sun hitting our face. Later walked some of the high cliffs along the coast then stopped by the neighboring Ritz Carlton golf course to ...
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