California Dreamin’ Adventure-Day 5

Δευτέρα 11 Απριλίου 2016

Bakersfield – Big Sur

Επιτέλους στεγνά όλα και ο ήλιος λάμπει. Με εξαιρετική διάθεση συνεχίζω την πορεία μου δυτικά. Όχι πολύ αργότερα, το υπέροχο θέαμα με τον Ειρηνικό ωκεανό στο βάθος ξεπροβάλλει κάποια στιγμή μπροστά μου.

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Πρώτη θέα του Ειρηνικού Ωκεανού / First view of the Pacific Ocean

Μετά από λίγα μίλια βρίσκομαι δίπλα του.

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Τον μυρίζω πλέον / I can smell it by now..
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Το ίδιο και ο “Κόκκινος Ινδιάνος” μου / And so can my “Red Indian”

Μπαίνω στον γραφικό αυτοκινητόδρομο US1 ή αλλιώς Cabrillo Highway και με συντροφιά τη θέα και τη μυρωδιά του ωκεανού αρχίζω να ανεβαίνω βόρεια. Cambria, San Simeon, Piedras Blancas. Μεγάλη στάση στο Piedras Blancas Light Station για να δω τις φώκιες – ελέφαντες. Εκατοντάδες φώκιες – ελέφαντες ήταν ξαπλωμένες κατά μήκος μιας τεράστιας παραλίας, χαλαρωμένες ή κοιμισμένες,  χοροπηδούσαν, σερνόντουσαν, παίζανε ή κολυμπούσαν! Δεν είχα ξαναδεί ποτέ κάτι τέτοιο. Τράβηξα τόνους φωτογραφιών. Δεν μπορώ βέβαια να μην πω ότι το θέαμα δεν μου θύμισε το Seal Bay στο νησί Kangaroo στην Αυστραλία όπου πήγαμε με την Sherri Jo. Μόνο που εκεί ήταν κανονικές φώκιες και όχι ελέφαντες, πολύ πιο όμορφες και γλυκές θα έλεγα.

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Welcome!
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Watch out!
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Relaxing
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and more relaxing!

Συνεχίζω προς τη Lucia. Τι να πρωτοθαυμάσω;

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Φάρος..από τα πολύ αγαπημένα μου..κάποιοι φίλοι μου γνωρίζουν! / Lighthouses..one of my favorites! Some of my friends know it!

Ατελείωτες οι στάσεις για  “αιχμαλωτίσω” όσο γίνεται με τον φακό μου κάποια σημεία. Περίπου 5 μίλια πριν το Big Sur κάνω στάση για καφέ σε ένα μέρος που μου σύστησε ο φίλος Βασίλης ο οποίος είναι και συγγενής των ιδιοκτητών. Το καφέ – εστιατόριο λέγεται My Napenthe και πρόκειται για ένα έργο τέχνης χτισμένο πάνω  στα βράχια με θέα τον απέραντο Ωκεανό. Πραγματικά ένα ονειρεμένο μέρος!

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Απολαμβάνοντας στον εσωτερικό χώρο / Enjoying inside
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Ελληνικό Γενεαλογικό Δέντρο / Greek Family tree
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Επιλέξτε μαξιλάρι! / Chose your pillow!
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Και απολαύστε το ποτό σας με αυτή τη θέα / And enjoy your drink with this view

 

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Στο δρόμο για το Big Sur / On the way to Big Sur

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Στο δρόμο για το Big Sur (2) / On the way to Big Sur (2)

Με τη δύση του ηλίου φθάνω στο Big Sur.Έχω αποφασίσει να περάσω δυο βράδια εδώ προκειμένου να εξερευνήσω το μέρος όσο γίνεται περισσότερο. Με μια γλυκιά κούραση και γεμάτη από εικόνες και αύρα του ωκεανού, ονειρεύομαι ήδη την επόμενη μέρα.

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ΥΓ. Αυτό το Post είναι αφιερωμένο στη φίλη μου Ashley Inguanta που πρωτοσυνάντησα σε αυτή τη διαδρομή το 2011 και έγραψε για μένα το άρθρο που είναι κάτω-κάτω.

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Monday 11 April 2016

Bakersfield – Big Sur

Completely dried off and with the sun shining and me in a very cheerful mood, I continue my journey towards the West. Soon  the wonderful spectacle with the Pacific Ocean in the background arises   ahead of me.

 After a few miles I am at its side. Entering the scenic Highway US1 and with only company  the view and the smell of the ocean, I begin heading towards the North. Passing through Cambria, San Simeon, Piedras Blancas.

Big stop at Piedras Blancas Light Station to see the Elephant Seals. OMG!! Hundreds of elephant seals were lying on the beach, sleeping, flopping, crawling playing and swimming! I had never seen anything like that before. I took tons of pictures. I cannot say that it didn’t remind me of the Seal Bay in Kangaroo Island in Australia where we rode with Sherri Jo. However in Seal Bay they were normal seals, more cute and sweet.

I continue to Lucia and make endless stops to admire the wonderful landscape and to “capture” it as much as possible through my lens. About 5 miles before Big Sur I make a stop for coffee to a place that was suggested to me from my friend Vassilis. It is a café-restaurant called “My Napenthe”.­ This is about a piece of art, built on the top of the rock overlooking the Ocean and Vassilis is a relative of the owners.

 It is almost sunset when I finally arrive in Big Sur. I’ve decided to spend two nights here in order to explore the place as much as possible. With a sweet tiredness and full of images and ocean breeze, I am already dreaming of the next day.

(PS. This post is dedicated to my friend Ashley Inguanta. I met her in Big Sur in 2011 and I am so thankful that she wrote this for me : 

Carrying home on your back:  How a chance meeting brought me peace while driving down California’s coast.

By Ashley Inguanta, Photographer / Big Sur, California 09/09/2011

 I met my soul, face to face, in Big Sur. Her name was Polytimi and she rode a Harley and wore all black and sunglasses, traveled alone.  I was traveling alone, too; drove a car with nearly all my possessions in it, opened all the windows to feel the weight of what was outside, surrounding the 1.

We were on the edge of America, Polytimi and I, carrying home on our backs.  She drove her bike and flashed peace signs to the other bikers she saw. Whenever I’d pull over, on the 1, to take a photograph and cry and try to understand why God takes our bodies too young and too soon, she was there, too, photographing the steam-coated ocean, the rocks emerging from the surface.

But before all of this, before Polytimi became a soft sound, an echo, catching the remnants of my hard, heavy longing, before all of this, I stopped near a big metal bridge, made a wish to feel less alone. And then I saw her, dressed in motorcycle gear, photographing the ocean.  This is what my soul looks like, I thought.

Before I could ask, Polytimi said, “Will you photograph me?” And I said, “Of course,” and she drove her bike closer to the edge, the end of Stripes and Stars and the beginning of moonpulls, salt and all that blue. Then it was her turn to photograph me.  I flashed a peace sign like I was a biker, too, on the open road.

When the sun finally set and the sky turned pink as a newborn, Polytimi rode past me, fast, and I knew I wouldn’t see her again. I stopped close to a beach and saw families of sea lions, heard their voices, and they were beautiful, a gift, like the voices we have, the voices we use to pray and love, the voices we use to start war and to end it.  And then the sky closed its eyes. I fell asleep, too, and woke up here, about to board a train to New Mexico, wondering where that strong woman has gone, if she’s still driving or has decided, too, that it’s time to be a passenger.

 I love it when I write something that results in such an amazing, real-life connection.  

With the last phrase, I feel like there are times when I want to channel all of my energy into driving, controlling the speed of my vehicle and the exact moment I will turn, the exact moment I will slow down. And sometimes I want to channel my energy into intense observation, using my mind to speed up / slow down what I see and experience. And when I do that, I need to use a mode of transportation that I am not in charge of, like a train or plane.  I hope that makes sense.  I don’t think being a passenger means having less control, but to me, it means transferring your energy, your mode of observation, through the mode of transportation you choose to take.

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Me in Big Sur, September 2011 – Photo taken by Ashley Inguanta
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2 Comments Add yours

  1. MANOLO says:

    Μια ακόμα υπέροχη μέρα!

    Like

    1. Polytimi_b says:

      ❤️

      Liked by 1 person

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