Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 12″ x 16″
A focal point for those just passing through. After miles of inland panoramas the road opens up to a view of the ocean here. But only for a moment or two. Then it’s back to the cows and the farms and the country music.
It’s hard not to stop once in awhile. It’s just so easy. And when traversing the entire state north to south in a hurry, it’s often the last chance for a quick dip in the sea before dark.
Also, this place scared the jeebies out of me when I was about 13 and paddled out in front of these cliffs thinking it looked small and fun. Visions of coast guard helicopter rescue attempts thwarted by the setting sun drifted faster than the sweeping current through my panicked mind as I realized the error of my judgment.
It’s a lesson all ocean going people learn the hard way, and not just once, but usually on multiple occasions before it really sinks in. Looking down at waves is very different than looking up at them.