I'm in Big Sur on Wednesday night 1/9/13 but not at the State Park.  Given the choice of paying $33 or $11, I'll take the $11 spot in a National Forest. The only advantage to the State Park is possibly a shower.  Paying a $22 difference and only getting a shower upgrade seems a bit extravagant.



There is a beach within walking distance from my campsite.  Probably a 1/2 mile walk.  There are several waterfalls/streams terminating in the Ocean. These tiny streams are probably not changing the Ocean salinity very much but curiously, they are leaving moire like patterns in the sand where they enter the beach.  I'm guessing from the shimmering that the patterns are caused by oils washed down from the road. It may not be good for the ocean but it sure is pretty to view and photograph.

One of the many modest streams terminating at this beach.

A few pages back I thought I had a photo of a Pigeon Guillemot.  Well, it is difficult to see perched on it's ledge but here it really is, a Pigeon Guillemot.  Let me know if you find him on his perch.  He is difficult to spot.  Hint, near the top and left of center.  It is black and white.

I stumbled onto another "Alligator Farm."  This one was featuring birthing Elephant Seals, the huge ones, the ones weighing several hundred pounds, with a huge assortment of just born and already born babies.  A docent was on hand to explain a lot of things but not having recorded it, I pretty much am in the process of regurgitating what she said as I remembered, not necessarily what she said.  For instance, pups only spend approximately a month with their Mother after which they are abandoned.  In that first month, the Mother does not eat but nurses the baby constantly giving up her body reserves to produce enough milk to ensure the pup doesn't starve to death after it becomes weaned.  Weaned pups are called "Weaners."  (At this point I asked the docent, "So, they become an Oscar Meyer Weaner, ehh?"  The pups flounder on the beach for a couple of months using up their own reserves until they finally get in the water to swim and feed themselves.  Kind of a form of tough love I suppose.  I wonder if this would of worked with my teenagers? Leaving them home alone after raising them for a month.  They probably would have just rolled in a keg and started to party.

Not cute by true puppy standards but I am told their Mothers think they are cute, a lot like human Mothers think their babies are cute. ;=)

That darn sand gets into everything.  There are a lot of flappers tossing sand into the air, constantly.  That sand tossing probably serves a lot of different useful purposes, for instance in my case, it was entertaining to watch.

Pups, and Moms and Pops pretty much enjoying a day at the beach.

A couple of females discussing the line in the sand one of them has drawn.  Evidently, we don't "cross those lines."

Yummmmmmmmm The teats on Mom are recessed for speed underwater according to the Docent.  In a later photo you will see this first hand.  I have had some gurl friends who were built for speed underwater.  Didn't seem to matter much.  They still had to come up for air. ;=)

The John and Mary and baby Sam, family.  The docent had a photo of seals mating.  It seemed to be more like cuddling.  They only mate on land.

Taking in a nap between feedings.  Note that the nipple is only extended for feeding but retracts for swimming.



        

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