Sunrise at Wally’s Driftwood Park, Vandenburg Point.
I was treated to another beautiful sunrise, even if I cut it a little close on timing. Leaving the house fifteen minutes earlier would have caught the peak color—the sky was putting on an absolute show during the drive over. By the time I arrived at Wally’s Driftwood Park, only a soft brush of lingering pink remained high in the atmosphere.
My wandering was also a bit hemmed in: I had hoped to walk out onto the point, but a thick barrier of “Private Property,” “No Trespassing,” and “Violators Will Be Prosecuted” signs made it very clear where the line was drawn. I stayed firmly on my side of the downed boundary log—you can hardly blame landowners for locking things down after dealing with careless visitors over the years. In the end, the constraints didn’t matter; the morning still delivered quiet light across the shoreline, and I walked away grateful for the frames I captured.