


At the Redwoods Abbey, I had no internet and no cell reception for a week.
Following a hair-raising drive over Kings Peak Road this afternoon, I am now in the town of Petrolia, at the Lost Inn, on the Lost Coast of California.
Lost Coast. Lost Coast. Lost Coast…Blackberries EVERYWHERE.
After settling in, I took the seven-mile drive to the Pacific, took a lone walk, and became entranced with the seaweed on Mattole Beach.










DESSICATED CORN ON THE COB


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