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Parts of this coast look like Ireland |
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Herds of Elephant Seals |
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Light house in the distance |
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Fat baby |
A few miles
north of San Simeon, Elephant Seals slither out of the water and cover a few
beaches from December through March every year.
After they arrive, the females begin giving birth to the pups they have
nurtured for 11 ½ months. When the pups
are born they are very wrinkly, with skin enough to cover the fifty pounds they
will gain in the first two weeks. The
mothers feed them for a month or more, and then breed again for next year. Talk about being barefoot and pregnant all
the time! While they breed right away,
they have a mechanism that delays the actual pregnancy until after the female
has been able to gain some weight. I
envy female seals. No one ever tells
them they are overweight. Once a year
they become perilously skinny and have to eat and eat! I bet they could eat all the chocolate they
want!
Males are often 16 to 17 feet long and weight
4000 to 5000 pounds. The book in the Lime
Kiln State Park office on marine mammals states, “They can be approached
closely, usually neither fleeing nor attacking unless unduly disturbed.” I have to wonder, how does a seal define
“unduly disturbed”? Can I tickle its
strange proboscis? Can I go 20 feet from
the male and tell him he is really ugly?
What happens if I do “unduly disturb” him and he attacks? I may be overweight, but I am nowhere near
4000 pounds! I think I would be unduly disturbed if I had
to flee an elephant seal! We saw some
males challenging each other and let me tell you, they move fast!
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Madona and child |
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New baby with wrinkled skin |
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Resting |
Unfortunately,
these pictures don’t really give you the complete affect of this gathering of
blubbery breeders. You can’t hear the
males roaring at each other as they build their harems and challenge each
other. You can’t hear the females that
scream like a woman in danger. And you
can’t smell their sweet fishy breath, or the fact that there are no treated
outhouses on the beach. Even so,
thousands of tourists come every year to watch, and they are fascinating,
partly because they are just so strange looking. Happily, there are signs everywhere stating
that they are wild animals and should not be approached. I was not unduly disturbed.
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Don't worry - there is a guard rail |
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Worry now - there is no guard rail |
Highway 1 is
like no other road I have ever driven.
The road is perched on cliffs and varies from one hundred to several
hundred feet above the sea and rocks below.
The posted speed limit is 55 miles per hour, but that speed is rarely
possible. You weave through corner after
corner slowing to 25 mph and then up to 40 mph and back to twenty. And the corners! You don’t want to miss a corner. Yes, there are guard rails, but do you really
trust them to keep you from careening down the cliffs? The worst part about going over the edge
would be that there is too much time between leaving the road and hitting the
rocks. All that thinking that you could
do!
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That is the road in the distance |
You pass through rock slide after rock slide
in the process of repair, or still scarred from recent repairs. We have been warned that sometimes there are
slides to the north and south, cutting the park off from civilization. (No worries, there is a small road that heads
straight up and over the mountains.
However, we would never be able to take the trailer over that road!) The maintenance costs must be horrendous. Warning: don’t look up to see how many rocks are left
to fall! If you do, your heart will jump
into your throat and pop out of your eyeballs!
All in all,
this area of California is an enchanted land that I had no idea really
existed. It is rugged, it is isolated
and it is magical!
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