We set out for a trip to Big Sur with some bbq and bon fire in the agenda. All decided just the day before and hence obviously with no reservations or pre-planning. We were supposed to have set out by 12pm. But as seems a norm for us it was about 2:30pm by the time we finally got on the road.
A bright sunny day; we had high spirits and good old music -- nostalgic music. Stopped at a couple of places on the way to enjoy the views and the beaches. Lovely day. Blue skies and bluer waters. Sand like warm massaging beads under the feet, Love walking on the beach. Shades making for some really cool 3-D effects on the crashing waters. Finally reached out destination. Only to encounter a big board at the entrance to the park - "Campsite full". We had intended to barbeque, drink and warm up around the campsite fire before setting off to the beaches - being CA, there weren't many other options for a pit-fire. Undaunted, we drove up to the checkpoint where this guy on foot beat us to the window and exchanged cash with the lady at the counter. We were quite mad at him for having cut in before us... only to later realize he had actually just cancelled and got a refund. We got the last camp site through cancellation!! Drove out to the parking lot waving to the n cars patiently waiting in q behind us at the checkpoint.
After a crazy hour of freezing - wading through thigh high water and cutting through chilly breezes to a nearby beach and an aborted attempt at playing volleyball, we beat a hasty retreat back to the campsite and set about building our fire. Had a lovely dinner and complimented it with marshmallows and chocolate. And some nice wine. Just in time to be accosted by the park Ranger. The site was meant for 4 and we were 14! She was a very nice lady though and helped us get our stuff back to the cars which were a good hike away -- with us originay having no idea on how to get back in the dark star studded night.
Stopped at a beach we had scoped out earlier in the day. Just as a couple of faceless strangers, who'd built a fire there, decided to leave. It was a nice and warm fire, exactly what we needed. Laid down for some time and listened to the waves gently crashing on the shore. The fire a warm blanket all the time. Was the perfect moment to just feel, not think.
Pehla Nasha. Thats been my favourite song for hazy rides at night. Ever since we belted it out one night long ago after a friends bachelor party. Never loses its charm.
....today was just our day. And night.
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