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On my rightPosted December 28th
The horizon was so gorgeous this morning as to be almost formal, composed and painted in descending shades of blue to jog Angelenos out of their urban torpor. I don’t recall ever looking at the ocean in Southern California and seeing a vista this flawless. The air was temperate and clean. Cirrus clouds fanned an icy brilliantine across the sky, shedding just enough light to glaze the water, where, pirate latitudes-style, the swells were visible long before breaking into pristine tubes, foam streaming backwards off the lip like a miniature Pe’ahi. Far west, Santa Catalina and even distant San Nicolas Island were illuminated in hazy silhouette.
The vista was beautiful to the point of distraction, and therefore hazardous. It’s unwise to gaze at the sea while biking along Pacific Coast Highway, especially when the shoulder is crowded with surfer-mobiles and surfboards and surfers jutting into traffic, and most of the drivers are just as distracted by the spectacle as you. I pulled off the road at Castellammare to absorb the view.
Further south I rode past a Korean surfer girl with long wet hair, head tossed back, climbing out of her wetsuit like a throwback to a 1980s Juicy Fruit commercial. Some women are so beautiful it would be profane to look away. I sucked in my gut and pedaled for another 25 miles and laughed out loud, so delighted was I by this waking dream.