I Had The Privilege To Spend Too Short Of A Time At Big Sur, CA. I Am Yearning To Go Back And Spend More

I had the privilege to spend too short of a time at Big Sur, CA. I am yearning to go back and spend more time along this beautiful coast.

It’s a labor of love. I’m sore, I’m a little sunburnt, and I’m so physically tired. But I love it so much. Nothing feels like home more than going out to the marsh bays and catching shrimp with my dad. My sister and I grew up along the muddy bays learning to catch shrimp. I remember us bobbing along as young children in his small metal John Boat. We were happy that my sister felt good enough to join, we did MAKE her wear a life jacket today though. No seizing into that muggy water for her. Lol.

Shrimping for us is different from the big commercial boats you see. Our process includes 10 bamboo poles, some bait balls, a cast net, and a long day. If we’re lucky. We take home the limit: a cooler full.

No matter how exhausting of a day it is, if we get back at a decent time. I make a point to cook a meal with some of that fresh shrimp. You don’t get fresher than that. Tonight’s meal was blackened Carolina shrimp, from-scratch Alfredo sauce, and fettuccine! Y’all… I wish I could share. It was as good as it looks.

Half Dome at Sunset.

Yosemite National Park, CA

Watched the moon rise over the Atlantic tonight. In less than 24 hours, I’ll be looking at the Pacific.

The signs of a Lowcountry autumn.

Summer storms and my little garden are a match made in heaven. Just listen to that sound.