Spending the weekend in Shelter Cove, on California's lost coast. This is a remote resort with only one winding road coming from Highway 101 to the east. A friend from Tahoe also owns a home here on the cliff above the Pacific, and had a big abalone dinner last night. The abalone came out of the ocean that morning. Beautiful setting and a great place for a party. Many friends from Tahoe and other areas are here. There is an airstrip in Shelter Cove, so many flew in. We drove in. Staying here today (Sunday) as well. Leftover abalone for dinner tonight again tonight. Will do some hiking today to work off the party.
Saw an old friend from Tahoe who I hadn't seen for awhile at the party. He flew in yesterday, and out this morning going to Oregon. Former TWA pilot on 747's across the Pacific. We worked together when I was involved with the Civil Air Patrol a while back. Threw up in his plane once while on a training mission. Not feeling well that morning, steep bank to spot a "target", you get the picture. Retired from the airlines now, still flying his Mooney and racing Corvettes, Mustangs and Ferraris.
On Sunday, many of those that flew in were leaving, and one young pilot from Nevada treated us to a fly by. First, he flew direct over us above the tree, but we weren't ready with the cameras, so we radioed him to come back for another. This time he flew fast and low above the ocean for a nice fly by, though his wife was probably giving him hell.
The driftwood reminds me a lot of a Debra Butterfield driftwood/bronze horse. What do you think?
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Oh, yes! And Brenna Tyler, too: http://www.lonehorsefineart.com/
What do you think?
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