I haven't really written anything of substance in awhile. Let's try and get past that. Well, lets see. The other weekend my friend and I took a little drive south and ended up at a beach. Not sure what the name is, it was about ten min north of Santa Cruz city proper. If there even is a SC city proper. I have been to a lot of beaches between SF and SC. But when you find a beach you like you tend to stick to it, so I have never been to this beach before.
When my friend and I got in the car we just decided to drive. And go and go and go. It helped we had a gigantic bag of puffy cheese puff things between us. Yum. About five min from the beach she decides to tell me this beach is clothing optional. I really don't care, living in San Francisco one kind of has to be ok with random bursts of nudity. She also went on to explain that at one point, and maybe even still today, all of the beaches of Santa Cruz county were clothing optional.
We pulled off to the side of the road where a few other cars were parked, grabbed our 4 mostly warm PBR's and climbed up over some railroad tracks. The beach wasn't super small or super enormous, it was hidden and secluded, and had some awesome rock formations. We walked around college kids and families trying to find the perfect location, but every little spot was buzzing with bugs feeding on the sea stuff. Ya know. The black dried out seaweed type stuff. So we walked across the beach, around this little rock bend to the naked part. Hmm. Cocks, cocks, and more cocks. This really would be no issue, but being the only women at the part of the beach, and being that neither her nor I were going to be taking that much of our clothes off, we didn't really want to lay our towels in the middle of them either. So, we sat in the middle. It was great.
In between watching a naked man, with nothing but sunglasses on, play frisbee by himself, and listening to the annoying sound of girls flirting with boys, and boys chasing girls, a seal floated up on the beach. It was enormous, and ugly. Poor guy. We thought it was beached, and felt bad for it, so we called Marine Animal Control down in Santa Cruz. It turns out the guy wasn't beached at all, but it was mating season and he had lost a fight over another seal so he just came on the beach to rest. Yeah. Imagine that. And sure enough, an hour later, the guy wiggled his way back into the ocean.
It was really quite funny watching the naked men make their way over to the elephant seal, while mom's were taking photos of their kids next to it. Do you ever notice at nude beaches, its always the old men walking around all loud and proud, never any young, firm, twenty somethings. Hmm. ?
This really isn't a post of substance, but at least it's more than links to videos. It was a good Saturday.