To celebrate July 2nd, here I have some nostalgic pictures from 1993, scanned and cleaned up from old negatives.
This is how the sun used to hover over the Pacific, seen from Highway 1, near Big Sur, where we were headed.
It’s a day hike from the coast to the destination, so it’s good to get going in the morning and take advantage of the morning fog, until you reach the denser woods.
Trees make bridges or block the way, like everything else.
The destination? One of the hot springs hidden in the wilderness. I forgot the name, and I don’t have directions.
I wonder how all this looks today.
The Inner Frame 