I took a long walk recently – my Dad and I and my new camera – down to the bluffs across the highway from my house. It’s a beautiful area, which I can see from my balcony – with a big grove of eucalyptus trees, a pier, a little beach where sea lions nursery their pups every winter.
This is a view from the trail, looking east toward Ventura on the far right and Rincon in the center. This old road used to lead down to piers that were removed about the time I was born.
See that yellow gash in the hillside, just to the right of the center? That’s the mudslide which killed 10 people earlier this year at La Conchita.
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