"La!" I shout; you always shout at the beach because the sound of waves paired with a wind that whips your words away from you, makes it hard to be heard. "Look!"
As she turns to where I'm pointing we see the most fabulous sight ever. Inside a translucent green incoming wave we can see the shapes of six dolphins zigzagging over each, riding the wave towards the beach. As the wave crashes into the sand the dolphins disappear and seconds later reappear swimming parallel to the beach now. Diving in and out of the water looking like large gray stitches sewing the wave to the beach. There are six teenagers up the beach from us and two of the boys run for the water a dive in hoping to swim with the dolphins.
"Get the camera!" my sister shouts back. Holy crap, I forgot I had the camera. We see dolphins at this beach all the time and I never have, and always wish I had, the camera on hand, though the dolphins have never been this close to the beach before. Today I'd brought the camera just to get some shots of the boys in the water. I'd stashed it in it's case and then in a zippered compartment of the beach bag to keep it safe from wind, sand and spray. I fumble it out and finally get it turned on and pointed to the water, but most of the pod is gone, I manage to click the pictures below. As you can see Aidric was not exactly riveted by the sight as we were.
"Take a movie!" shouts my director. I flip the camera over to video mode but looking at the footage later, it's clear that only I would know what I was looking at.
We found this little beach just on the south end of Pt. Mugu, completely by accident one day. We were headed south toward Malibu when we saw it and decided to stop. We've been coming here ever since. It's about a half mile long bordered on one side by a fence that runs from Hwy 1 (PCH) into the water, this marks the southern edge of the Navy base, and on the other end by a mountainous hunk of rock that reaches into the water effectively closing off this little section of beach. It's never crowded and I'm not sure why. Maybe because it really is in the middle of nowhere. I mean 10 minutes north on the highway is Oxnard and 20 minutes south is Malibu and behind it to the east, just across the highway, is the Santa Monica Mountain nature preserve. Yet there are two, always manned, lifeguard towers here. There are never more than 20 or so groups here which is great because you can keep plenty of distance between you and your neighbors. This aids in not having to eat your northerly neighbors sand every time they move.
We leave the beach happy and toasted and with sand in places we didn't know sand could go. Sand is a fact of life at the beach, heck I'm just writing about the beach and I can feel grit in my sandals.
If you click on the photos they'll open in a seperate window and be a bit bigger.
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