Winter White

January kayaking.
(Beware of the glare.)

Doran Beach Cream

 And the inside view: wave check:

Holiday Commuting

Portal to White Gulch, Tomales Bay.

The coffee helped; first time on board.  Thanks, JP.

 Bright day; cold morning.
One-piece 5mm wetsuit; thick wool sweater; squid lid at ready; Peruvian stocking cap (from my friend MR): never got cold, but never got overheated either.  A chill last day of 2014.

Grace

Egret or heron?  I always misremember, but I know grace when I see it.

P.S.   Great egret, actually.  I checked (again).

Flying the Flag

I don't worry too much about fitting in, but a sense of community still feels good. Among the communities that have made me feel good, I have to rank the beachside parking lot full of divers fairly highly. I recall how my buddy Keith and I did our (old-school) diver training back in the late 70s and we went diving up and down Northern California, but we wouldn't put stickers on our cars or wear dive t-shirts until we felt we earned the right after a year or so. Then, we each put a modest diver-flag on our bumpers. (I think my dad gave me one that read "Think Deep.") And, we kept diving fairly frequently, at least for a few years before English grad school and law school distracted us. Nowadays, I like walking up the beach, in a soaking wetsuit, pulling that kayak with the rocket fins and weightbelt and other gear secured properly, getting and sharing the nods and smiles of like-minded souls in pursuit of salty experiences. I shoot my fish and creatures with a camera, but I still can talk abalone and spearfishing, and I like hearing those stories.

Elephant At the Ford

Tantor: sculpture mix; matte white glazing.

Moby Dick!

Sperm Whale: sculpture mix; unglazed.

Hail Herman Melville and your great American epic!

My Girl

Motley: 18 years and running.

Playing Pirate

Or, Winter White, Monterey-Style.

After kayaking on a bright January day.
Pacific Grove, CA.

(Self-Portrait #51+)

Fount Of Wisdom, Well Of Compassion

I've always imagined the Grail to be made of clay.