We spent the other half of Labor Day weekend driving down Highways 101 and 1 to Fort Bragg. Our main goal here was to see Glass Beach, where the sand is literally chunks of glass that have been smoothed and polished by the waves crashing on the rocks. Not a sharp edge anywhere, but the beach is jewels of colored glass. All this beauty is, and was, trash. Many years ago, the town used these cliffs as their town dump! The glass and a few bits of brick and pottery are what remain.
Tom took the best pictures, and I will try to upload his at a later point... But this is what I have now.
From down low, you can see all the jewel colors.
From this far up, it doesn't look like much, does it? That is Tom on the lower left searching at low tide.
This is my photo of a squirrel's Beach House. Right in the bluffs crawling up from Glass Beach.
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