Descriptive Beach Trip

The screeching sound of the airplane’s tires contacting the freshly paved tarmac was a welcoming sound after an ear-popping six-hour flight. As I departed from the overly-crowded jetliner, I was ecstatic knowing that I had reached my vacation destination. Vacations are great a time to relax, enjoy the time away from work and create lasting memories. My first trip to southern California’s pristine coastline was one that I will forever remember.

Aside from movie stars, nothing seems to get more attention than California’s coastline. Pacific coastal highway, referred to as the PCH, runs for over 600 miles with scenery as dramatic as any Hollywood blockbuster. Coastline colors change in a matter of miles and beg to be photographed.

The cruise from the Griffith Observatory to the coastal cliffs of Dana Point was filled with fantastic views and overwhelming traffic. The rental car had a full tank of gas and was

The conservation area provided visitors a three-mile pedestrian trail with several overlooks offering an opportunity to take in the gorgeous ocean vistas and breathe in the salty air. Reaching one of the overlooks, I decided to gaze across the Pacific hoping I would catch a glimpse of the blue whales during the annual migration. To my astonishment, I spied a pod of barnacle-encrusted blue whales breaching in the late evening sunlight. About ninety percent of their eighty-foot length cleared the water each time and then they turned to land on their side or back. White spray erupted around them as about one-hundred and fifty tons of warm-blooded mammal hit the surface. After several hours of watching the majestic mammals, an orange glow started spreading across the moving sea, reflecting off every wave. The once blinding ball of sunlight quickly tucked itself under the dark turquoise sea signaling the end of an unforgettable