The surf is unpredictable but always mesmerizing. This site used to be a huge staging and loading area for logs floated down the coast. Right where these rocks are was a big pier where the lumber ships would tie up. I can't imagine working in this environment. The wind is always strong and the currents are visibly turbulent.
There are ground squirrels all over the bluff edge. Dozens of them running, digging, sunning, standing about. They are fearless and unbothered by people and dogs, keeping a keen eye out for any food that might be offered. We don't feed them, as overpopulation driven by extra food isn't good for them.
There are plenty of birds and wide open meadows, as well as stands of spooky pines along the north edge of the peninsula leading out to the viewing platforms.
We took dozens of photos trying to get the seal activity going on in the water. At least 3 or 4 were gathered together, diving, swirling and frequently slapping their tails briskly on the water. Don't know what that was about, but it was entertaining to watch. To take pictures of, not so much, as the camera has a tiny delay that makes action photography difficult. On the other hand, pixels are cheap.
It was a beautiful day last Thursday when we visited. We try to come out here at least once every trip.