It was cold and windy, and pretty dark at first. My friend, Half Moon Bay photographer , perched herself on a narrow band of dirt high above the rocky beach until the sun came up.
Diane picked me up at 5 a.m. and whisked me down to a bumpy dirt area just south of the in Pescadero. The Super Moon was a bright yellow, casting its warm light down onto the waves and rocks. The lighthouse was also breathtaking as the sun came up over the ridge to the east of Highway 1.
We froze our fingers off, shooting photos from our cameras mounted on tripods. And some good shots we did get.
Then, back to bed for a short nap before starting our Sunday at a more reasonable hour.
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