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2-Story Home in Fortuna, Calfornia

Shot this last month on my way to The Lost Coast, Nice carpentry details.

Steve Earle - "Waitin' On the Sky To Fall"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lFP8hwP3M9o&list=PL4C26B346BC50B36F

Casting Call: DIY Network Looking for Off-grid Home Builder


We just received this email.

Greetings, My name is Gwendolyn Nix and I'm a casting producer with Warm Springs Productions (www.warmsprings.tv) and the DIY network. I'm currently casting the third season of DIY's show "Building Off the Grid." I'm reaching out to you to see if you or anyone you know would be interested in this opportunity.

We're looking throughout the United States for folks who will soon be building an off-grid dwelling (i.e. starting within in the next few months). We cannot consider homes that are already underway.

All types of structures can be considered i.e. straw bale, earthship, tiny homes, yurts, container homes, earth-sheltered, log, stick-built, or whatever else your imagination comes up with! If you're chosen for this project there is generous pay involved.

If you're interested, please reach me at the contact information that follows my signature via either email or phone.

Please note, in order to be considered for the show, the home must be built on the land where it will ultimately exist (as opposed to being built in a warehouse and then transported to the land)

Here is a sneak peek link to the show:http://www.diynetwork.com/shows/building-off-the-grid Thank you and I look forward to hearing from you.

Sincerely,
Gwendolyn Nix Casting Producer & Social Media Manager
Warm Springs Productions
Cell: 406-214-6405
Email: gnnix@warmsprings.tv
Available 9am-5pm Mountain Standard Time

Country Art

North of Hopland, California, on Hwy 101. I think the skull is perfectly positioned; it makes the tableau.

Steve and Hank

After a morning of dealing with foreign publishers, legal matters, and the morning's email (sigh), I finally got around to working on the revision of the Driftwood Shacks book.The fun part of publishing.

I turned on Sirius radio to Outlaw Country, and heard Steve Earle doing Hank's "I'll Never Get Out of This World Alive." True to the master. Listen to the steel guitar and the fiddles — channelling. And do I hear a tuba?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Nd2vVO7NPw
Great vintage photos. Way to go, Steve! Video closes with this quote by Hank: "If a song can't be written in 20 minutes, it ain't worth writing."
Then DJ Mojo Nixon followed up with Hank doing : "Hey, Good Lookin'", saying :
"Life would surely stank,
If there hadn't been no Hank."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1df_B4F0qC4
True that.


Coffee, Food, Pubs in NYC

Coffee
-Cafe Reggio on Bleeker
-Stumptown Roasters: 30 West 8th (2 blocks from Washington Sq.), and in the lobby of the Ace Hotel at 18, W. 29th (which looks like maybe a good place to stay)
-Blue Bottle: 450 W. 15th, 54 W. 40th
-Abraco, 81 E. 7th Street. All time great place. http://www.abraconyc.com/

Restaurants
-Saigon Kitchen, 114 McDougal Street
-Snack Taverna (Greek), 63 Bedford at 7th Ave.
-Periyali (which means "seashore" in Greek), 35 W. 20th  between 5th and 6th. http://www.periyali.com/
-Rosemary's, 18 Greenwich Ave. https://www.rosemarysnyc.com/
-Blue Ribbon Sushi, 119 Sullivan St.
-EAK Ramen, 469 6th Ave.
-Cafe Mogador, 101 St. Marks Place. http://www.cafemogador.com/
-An Nam, 234 W. 48th, Times Sq. district. Japanese, Vietnamese, Chinese food. Normally this combination would make me suspicious, but this place, in an area I wouldn't normally eat in, was really good -- and inexpensive. I had a big plate of duck on brown rice, nicely cooked vegetables on a lunch special for $9.50. Plus delcious spring rolls.

Pubs
St. Dymphna's, 118 St. Marks Place
The Blind Tiger Ale House, 281 Bleeker

NYC Greenery

Ivy on  side of building adjacent to the Jane Hotel, NYC. I wonder if it naturally shaped itself like the silhouette of a tree or if it's a landscape designer at work.

Stewart Brand and the 50th-year Anniversary of the Whole Earth Catalog

Last night I went to an event at Capgemini Applied Innovation Exchange in San Francisco, celebrating the 50th anniversary of the Whole Earth Catalog. It was a 3-hour tribute to and lovefest for Stewart Brand, and the role he has played in shaping so many trends and affecting and inspiring so many people's lives. I got invited because I was the shelter editor of the WEC back in the day. About a dozen people gave 3-minute speeches, including Kevin Kelly, Orville Schell, Peter Calthorpe, Tim O'Reilly and astronaut Rusty Schweikart on Stewart's impact on their lives. Not to mention that Steve Jobs (now famously) said that in high school he was reading the WEC and it had a lot to do with inspiring him to get into building computers Wow!

This was a private event, but a prequel to a big celebration, open to the public, coming up on October 13th, 2018, at the Cowell Theater in San Francisco: https://www.wholeearth50th.com/

I'm going to write a bit about my experiences with Stewart next week.

#graffiti East Village


Motorized Offroad 4X4 Skateboard

Poster on wall at Fillipachi, 21 Prince St., NYC.  Boy, you 'd better wear full body armor when 4-wheeling it with power in rough terrain.
https://www.bajaboard.com.au/

The Eyes Have It

There are a lot of street artists in the Times Square area and Central Park that do sketches with charcoal. They look like mostly Vietnamese artists, and it's amazing to watch them create these portraits with a bit of charcoal.

The Japanese Mini Truck Garden Contest is a Whole New Genre in Landscaping

"The Kei Truck, or kei-tora for short, is a tiny but practical vehicle that originated in Japan. Although these days it’s widely used throughout Asia and other parts of the world, in Japan you’ll often see them used in the construction and agriculture industries as they can maneuver through small side streets and easily park.
And in a more recent turn of events, apparently they’re also used as a canvas for gardening contests. The Kei Truck Garden Contest is an annual event…Numerous landscaping contractors from around Japan participate by arriving on site with their mini trucks and then spending several hours transforming the cargo bed into a garden.…"
Photos at: http://www.spoon-tamago.com/2018/06/06/kei-tora-mini-truck-garden-contest/
From Kevin Kelly

Quiet, Leafy Street in Greenwich VillAge

There are streets in the Village that are quiet, with little traffic noise. I know it's expensive, world famous, not a cutting edge neighborhood, like say, Red Hook in Brooklyn. It's hard to find your way around with the eccentric streets but it is — a village, and there are streets like this that are cool and quiet.

Notes From NYC #3

Wrapping it up this morning, am at Grounded Coffee in West Village with latte/double shot and bowl of oatmeal. Getting picked up by Supershuttle around noon, thence to Newark and flying the friendly skies, albeit in the cattle car section this flight. The business class via frequent flier miles getting here was a dream, but not enough miles for the return…I've got to say, I really like United -- service, airplanes, it's an intelligent giant. Plus the United terminal at SFO is as good as it gets. Fast wi-fi, recharging stations, great art exhibit.


New camera I bought a Panasonic Lumix DSC-ZS100 at BH Photo Wednesday,. It's small (carrying it in my fanny pack). It has a 1" sensor and a 25-250 mm zoom, an extraordinary range for such a small camera (about the same size as the Sony Cybershot RX-100). Kevin Kelly has been using Lumix's for years, and I've long been attracted to the zoom features. So I'm trying it out. Here are a few pics shot at maximum zoom.
Farm fresh food Last night I had dinner at Rosemary's in the West Village, (after watching the Warriors at The Blind Tiger pub). "Farm fresh," they don't take reservations, super popular, usually long lines, but last night, Sunday, rainy, a bit cold (temp drop of 30 degrees from previous day, lots of tables, I sat at the bar. Good food, not as expensive as you'd think, They have a garden on the roof.
Getting around in the city:
 (1) Uber works well, although the pool rides are sketchy. The drivers all seem personable compared to today's cabbies, who seem a sour lot. Almost all Uber drivers use the app Waze to navigate; I downloaded it (free) and it's really good for city navigation (for cars, not pedestrians).
(2) The blue CitiBikes are a huge success for going from point to point. No need to lock up at yr. destination, you use your phone to find drop-off point.
(3) Subways are in one sense a miracle, that you travel so fast under the city, but many of NYC's lines are in dire shape.
(4) On foot: I probably walked 3-4 miles a day, using the app Citymapper, which is brilliant.
Friendliness of natives: I can't get over it. I got into conversations with a ton of people in bars, restaurants, park benches. I invariably give people one of our mini books — a great conversation starter. Venues: The Village Voice is gone, and Time Out magazine has morphed into a free and lame advertising mag, so it's really hard to find music, among other arts. My friend Kim turned me on to Pollstar online, and it seems to be the best thing, but nothing like the The Village Voice was (or SFWeekly still is in SFO).
Photos: NYC is a photo wonderland for me. I'll post some in the following days.

Getting High Without Drugs


In Kinokuniya, a great bookstore, 1071 Ave of the Americas...

^The DTV Shredder

Another of the unique vehicles at Fillipacchi's "Action Sports Store."

This thing could work in some gnarly spots in Baja, incuding remote beaches.

Details on the unit  https://newatlas.com/dtv-shredder-on-sale/26135/

Notes From NYC #2


Yesterday had an early dinner at EAK Ramen (thanks, Mark), 469 6th Ave., rich ramen along with Kawaba Sunrise Ale. This morning I took the subway to the East Village and went to Abraco, thanks to tip from my friend Doug. Unique coffee shop, great coffee and pastries, long lines that never abated, no stinkin laptops allowed, wonderful place, good vibes, latte as good as it gets. When I left, I gave the manager, a cool guy who was moving around with alacrity and humor, a mini-copy of Tiny Homes. When I was out in the street, he ran out and said: "Lloyd, this is brilliant." So good when people get it.

I walked around the corner, and there was Do Kham, a Tibetan shop with elegant things in the window. Serendipity at work. I went in, and everything was just right. The owner, Phelgye Kelden, is a former Tibetan monk, who has assembled a shop of totally wonderful things. His specialty is Tibetan hats, which he designs, and which have been featured in Vanity Fair, Elle, and other major fashion magazines:

I had vowed not to buy anything on this trip, but, ahem…a beautiful wool scarf, a necklace of prayer beads, a rock carved with Om Mani Padme Hum: "Tibetan Buddhists believe that saying the mantra (prayer), Om Mani Padme Hum, out loud or silently to oneself, invokes the powerful benevolent attention and blessings of Chenrezig, the embodiment of compassion." So as I walk around today, I'm chanting it to myself.

It's been hot and muggy this week here, like it usually is in August. (Global warming is a hoax, right? )Walking along St. Mark's place, I spied St. Dymphna's Pub, and it looked authentic, cool (in both senses), and I went in and had a pint of Guiness and talked to the bartender and the guy next to me, a director of plays, and a native of Philly about a variety of subjects as we watched Serena Williams in the French Open. A good restaurant? They recommended Cafe Mogador, across the street, Moroccan, and crowded, and good.
I've finally learned to overcome shyness when traveling and ask-ask-ask. I think 90% of the places I've eaten, visited, or had coffee at on this trip were by following recommendations of friends and strangers.

On St. Mark’s Place...

Killer Motorcycles, Motorized Skateboards



Electric motorcycle at Fillipachi, 21 Prince St., which features unique collection of heavy duty motorcycles and pedal-assist bikes, motorized skateboards and one-wheelers, the Bajaboard, a 4x4 electric skateboard, motorized strap-in surfboards...I’ll post more pics...

1st Ave and East 11th or therabouts...


Notes From NYC

There is a lot of skateboarding on city streets, a lot more than last year. Both motorized and foot-pumped, very few guys wearing safety equipment. They all look so graceful -- and fearless. Weaving in and out of traffic. Spectacular. Also a bunch of those one-wheel handle-less motorized Segways and Segway knock-offs, requiring, according to a reviewer, a "fearless mind-set."...The Jane Hotel, where I'm staying is in the West Village, was built as a hotel for sailors in 1906 and—factoid: was used to house the survivors of the sinking of The Titanic in 1912. It's a great place…If you're willing to put up with a small room, with bathroom down the hall, rates are like $115 per night, and this is NYC!... On Wednesday I borrowed one of the hotel's free bikes (Schwinn one-speeds, took a while to get used to using foot brakes again)—and pedaled along the river down to the Javits Center, where I'm attending Book Expo America, in about 5 minutes...Went to see the play "Travesties" last night, got ticket for $39; it was brilliant, hard to describe...NYTimes reviewer Ben Brantley wrote: "Senility is a joy ride in the exultant, London-born revival of Tom Stoppard’s 'Travesties'…This account of a clash of three cultural titans — James Joyce, Vladimir Lenin and the Dadaist poet Tristan Tzara — in Zurich during World War I is related decades later by an ancient witness (one Henry Carr, of the British Consulate). His recollection is, to put it kindly, capricious.…"...Watched the Warriors pull it out of their hats last night on the screen at the Blind Tiger Ale House in the village with a pint of Greenpoint Harbor Other Side and a decidedly pro-Cavs, but friendly young crowd…
Then the best sushi I've ever had at Blue Ribbon Sushi on Sullivan Street in Soho…I'm now at Stumptown Coffee Roasters, 30 West 8th Street, it's 10AM and I'm heading over to the book convention, which has already been incredibly productive for me, hanging out with brother and sister book lovers…

Zoot Suit Lincoln in Brooklyn


Matty Goldberg and I took the Wall Street ferry to Red Hook (Brooklyn); It was about 85 degrees. We wandered around for a while, then got some cold drinks and sat on a door stoop, talking about publishing, books, and printing. We spotted this  Lincoln, which has been identified by a car aficionado (see Maui Surfer's comment) as a 1957 Lincoln Premiere.

Go to the post page…


World Trade Center and Neighbors on Monday


Greyhound Rides Again

This was on the side of a spiffy Greyhound bus outside the Javits Center yesterday. I didn't know there were still any Greyhounds.

Beelzebub's Lamborghini

This apparition came roaring down Bleeker Street last night with a rumble like 3 Harleys. Everyone was dumfounded. I ran to catch up with it, tried to see inside through tinted glass and couldn't see a driver. An Elon Musk experiment?
I said to another guy, "Was there a driver?"
He said, "I certainly hope so."
When I enlarged a shot from the rear, it turned out to be a Lamborghini. License plate: 61666, prompting one guy to speculate it was a car of Beelzubub. Wikipedia: "…The number 666 is purportedly used to invoke Satan."

Urban Foraging


Continuation of Monday's Adventures

I took the R train on the subway to Brooklyn and it was a horror show. Creaking, dirty, stopping mid-tunnel continually, it's on its last legs. In contrast to the 1, 2, and 3 lines. It took an hour to get remotely near Bay Ridge, where the parade was. I had to get some air, so got out and Uber'd it the rest of the way.
I got there at the end of the parade, and ran about a mile to catch up. As it was, the only good thing was a high school marching band, some 100-strong. I'll never forget in the 90s, I was in NYC (returning from the Frankfurt Book fair) and by chance hit the Columbus day parade. Boy! A dozen high school marching bands, and they had it together. We don't have anything like that in the San Francisco area. And the police drum corps -- wow! Maybe I have some martial memories in my genes, but I love the rat-a-tat-tat of the drums and the brass: trumpets, trombones and especially the tubas.
That night I went to Whiskey Blue and had a couple of shots of 16 year old Lagavullin, quesadillas, and watched the Warriors get their mojo back in the 3rd quarter.

Carpentry in Brooklyn

Down an otherwise unremarkable street north of Bay Ridge was this tattered old beauty. Note:
 • the cupola (turret? --not sure of the terminology) is perfect in form, if not sheathing. Now there's some carpentry; I'd love to see how it's framed inside. There are few carpenters around these days with these skills.
• the awkward addition pasted on to the original gable roof (follow the green shingles). Imagine this building in its original form. Ah, me.
When I see barns, I always look for any sagging in the eaves. Barns that have been neglected and are falling apart often have straight eaves, meaning the foundation was sound.

The Jane Hotel, Cafe Reggio, A Parade, 16-year Old Single Malt Lagavulin, the Warriors Do It Again

Got in to Newark about 6AM yesterday, there was almost no traffic coming into the city. Manhattan likewise was deserted, like a science fiction movie after the apocalypse. Quiet. I guess everyone is out on Memorial Day.
The Jane Hotel is quirky, funky, old, good-feeling. Kind of like I imagine The Chelsea Hotel used to be. I've got a room on the 5th floor looking out at the Hudson river (and the West Side Highway -- I pretend the traffic noise is the ocean) and this was the view last night.
Walked over to Cafe Reggio, it's like a time capsule. I was first there 60 -- yes, 60 -- years ago when I lived in a rented room in the village for a month during a hot summer and worked on the night shift at a shredded coconut factory in Queens while waiting to take a boat to Europe. Still good vibes, Vivaldi violin concerto, latte and breakfast, then took off for Brooklyn on the R train -- ugh -- it's falling apart, numerous stops, creaks groans, took an hour to get to farther reaches of Brooklyn. What a contrast to the Paris Metro or the spiffy Hong Kong subway system.
Got to the parade area late (with Uber help the last few miles) after coming up for air from the creepy underground.
Gotta run, will finish this later...

On the Road Again - NYC

Just landed in Newark. I got a business class ticket with United frequent flier miles. So this is how the rich and mighty travel. Boy! Priority check in, Boeing 757, seat that reclines to flat position. So comfortable.
I watched "The Post," about the Pentagon Papers, the stories in the New York Times and Washington Post in 1971 that revealed the lies of the Kennedy, Johnson, and Nixon/Kissinger administrations about the Vietnam war.
The press prevailed when the Supreme Court voted 6-3 in favor of freedom of the press. I felt great sadness thinking that the good guys prevailed back then, and that we are in the midst of this horrible nightmare right now with just about every decent thing bering unravelled by this corrupt, bigoted administration. I try to stay away from politics in this blog, but every once in a while, it comes bubbling up. Believe me, I refrain a lot; I bite my tongue. I dread reading the paper each morning.
Onward: Then I watched "Bending it for Beckham," a happy, feel-good film, which ended just as we touched down (and just after this sunrise).
I come to NYC once a year, partially for Book Expo America and maybe largely because I love the city. This was the red-eye flight, landing at 5:30 AM. I can never sleep on airplanes, and my M.O. is to not nap, stay up until nighttime east coast time. That plus some vigorous walking (or running) eliminates jet lag. Today being Memorial Day, I'll drop off my luggage (Super Shuttle $25) get some coffee in the Village, and head out to Brooklyn for the King's County Memorial day Parade in Bay Ridge (in its i51st year). I do love parades.
Stay tuned for the adventures of the west coast boy in the east coast metropolis. I am excited!

Lost Coast More Photos #6

Looks like whale bones.

Go to the post page…

I just ran across this New York Times book review by Michael Pollan from February, 2018:
HIPPIE FOOD 
How Back-to-the-Landers, Longhairs, and Revolutionaries Changed the Way We Eat
By Jonathan Kauffman
344 pp. William Morrow. $26.99.
"For a revolution that supposedly failed, the counterculture of the 1960s and early 1970s scored a string of enduring victories. Environmentalism, feminism, civil and gay rights, as well as styles of music, fashion, politics, therapy and intoxication: In more ways than many of us realize, we live in a world created by the ’60s. (Though, as our politics regularly attest, some of us are rather less pleased to be living in that world than others.) Jonathan Kauffman’s briskly entertaining history, 'Hippie Food,' makes a convincing case for adding yet another legacy to that list: the way we eat.
Kauffman has more in mind than the menu items that the ’60s served up: the tofu, tempeh and tamari, the granola and yogurt, the nut loafs and avocado sandwiches on whole wheat bread with their poufs of alfalfa sprouts…hard as it is to imagine now, all of these foods were radical novelties before 1970 or so. But the counterculture transformed much more than the American menu; it also changed the way we grow our food and how we think about purchasing and consuming it. 'Eating brown rice was a political act' …"

Camping With Roof Top Tents

This set up was in the Mattole river campgrounds the night before I left on my Lost Coast hike.The couple had just bought it from Tepui Tents of Santa Cruz, California. I used a tent like this for about 10 years in Baja California and it was great.No need to scramble into the back of a pick up truck to sleep. It folds up into a compact, fairly aerodynamic shape on the roof and in the desert, you don't have to worry about snakes or scorpions.The ladder acts as a cantilevered support for the foldout section, and the mattress and bedding and pillow are inside so that after unfolding it, you just climb in and go to sleep.
I had it mounted on a 4 x 4 Toyota Tacoma and would 4-wheel it to an isolated beach (where there was surf), and face the screened opening towards the ocean.
The different models run from about $1,000 to $2500.

Garden in summer abundance; raspberries lower left, booming after being cut to ground. Potatoes middle right in raised bed; tomatoes in hoop greenhouse.

Driftwood Shack at Navarro Beach, Mendocino County

One of the new photos that will go in the revised and expanded version of Driftwood Shacks: Anonymous Architecture Along the California Coast. I'm working on layout right now. Lots of new photos from my trip to The Lost Coast and environs a few weeks ago.

United States Finally Gets Serious About Wind Power

From the New York Times, May 23, 2018
By Stanley Reed and Ivan Penn
"…Massachusetts is looking to capitalize on wind technology, and aims to add 1,600 megawatts of electricity by 2027. That would be enough to power a third of all residential homes in the state.
On Wednesday, that effort took a major step forward as the State of Massachusetts, after holding an auction, selected a group made up of a Danish investment firm and a Spanish utility to erect giant turbines on the ocean bottom, beginning about 15 miles off Martha’s Vineyard. This initial project will generate 800 megawatts of electricity, roughly enough to power a half a million homes. At the same time, Rhode Island announced it would award a 400-megawatt offshore wind project to another bidder in the auction.
The groups must now work out the details of their contracts with the states’ utilities.
'We see this not just as a project but as the beginning of an industry,' Lars Thaaning Pedersen, the chief executive of Vineyard Wind, which was awarded the Massachusetts contract, said in an interview.
Offshore wind farms have increasingly become mainstream sources of power in Northern Europe, and are fast becoming among the cheapest sources of electricity in countries like Britain and Germany. Those power sources in those two countries already account for more than 12 gigawatts of electricity generation capacity.
But the United States has largely not followed that lead, with just one relatively small offshore wind farm built off the coast of Rhode Island. Currently, the entire country’s offshore wind capacity is just 30 megawatts.
'We know in light of Northern Europe’s experience with offshore wind that many U.S. ports will benefit from the arrival of the industry here,' Jon Mitchell, the New Bedford mayor, said.from offshore operators. 'As long as there are boats that will be here,' he said, 'it is business for us.'…"
Full article: https://www.nytimes.com/2018/05/23/business/energy-environment/offshore-wind-massachusetts.html

The Lost Coast - More Photos #6

This log must have been 100 Feet long. Most of the logs on these beaches are redwood. They'd be worth a fortune, but there's no way to retrieved them. On beaches with more access, to the south, you don't find much redwood.

Tiny Home With Dormer in Humboldt County

Funky, but it shows an interesting variation: a dormer that would make the otherwise claustrophobic loft feel more spacious. I don't remember seeing this on any of the typical steep-gabled tiny homes. Also, note the shakes for rain protection over the door.

The Lost Coast - More Photos #4

North of Buck Creek. The trail on bluff coming back down to beach. About a 7-foot down. I tossed my hiking poles and then backpack down, then jumped.

The Lost Coast - More Photos #3

"Many rivers to cross…" (I hear Jimmy Cliff when I think of this phrase.)
This was at Horse Mountain Creek. Note hiking shoes tied to back pack, so I had both hands free for my walking sticks, carefully barefooting it across.
Do I wish I'd had trekking poles! 95% of the hikers I met had them. They would have made the trip a ton easier. I don't want them on good trails, but on sketchy terrain, they're immensely useful.
This (the third) day, I was on a roll. Back from the dead.
I left Reneé and Pica a note on the sand, since they were coming along behind me.

The Lost Coast - More Photos #2

Mr. Casual, among the flock of sea lions on the sandy beach at the (abandoned) Punta Gorda lighthouse

The Lost Coast - More Photos #1

Photo: south of Buck Creek, trails like this up above the beach were such a delight.
Yesterday I stopped and walked on Stinson Beach on the way home from the city. Boy, was it easy. No creeks to ford, no rocks to hop, no deep sand to slog through. Piece of cake.
I realized what a life-changing experience the Lost Coast trip has been. For one thing, beaches for me will be forever different. Like I went into the heart of all beaches, and will appreciate and love them with more depth from ever on.
Also, pushing through when I was about to give up. "If it doesn't kill you, it's good for you."
What doesn't show up in any of my photos are the 1500-foot high cliffs hovering over a lot of this coast, awe-inspiring, but scary. Some big gashes in the cliff where there'd been slides, with whole trees uprooted. Raw.
On YouTube right now: Wilson Pickett: "Land of a Thousand Dances"

Day Three on Lost Coast

Left: Big Creek, which hiker had tight-rope-crossed (on log) the night before
Set out at 8 AM after breakfast of granola with hot water and my last hard boiled egg. Had to cross creek and I wasn't about to try balancing on slippery log with heavy pack. My technique: take off shoes, tie laces together, hang around neck, go barefoot across creek with my 2 bespoke driftwood hiking poles, v. carefully; slipping would be a disaster. Got across, dried feet, rebooted, was on my way.

Felt great, it was lucky that the fast-moving hiker the night before had told me how to get up on bluff trail; otherwise would not have seen it and struggled through beach boulders and deep sand. Whoo! Walking on a trail was a cinch, and this one was lined with flowers. Fortified with almonds, chocolate, and 14-grams-of-protein power bar, numerous water stops, I made it through the 2nd high tide zone,. What I learned to do was rest before flat-lining. I stopped for 15 or so minutes, 4-5 times, resting near a creek and once, lying in the shade in a driftwood shack, to regain strength and then pushed on. I ended up walking for 8-1/2 hours until pretty near exhausted, reached Shelter Cove around 5 PM.


At end of trip. Note driftwood trekking poles.
I'll post more pics in next few days.