| California: The Lost Coast W e d n e s d a y , J u n e 2 5 , 2 0 0 8 While we were out west, I had the good fortune to meander my way along a stretch of area called the King Range National Conservation Area also known as 'The Lost Coast'. The Lost Coast. That name conjured up all sorts of romantic visions of what it would be like there. My mind immediately went to Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr kissing in the surf in the movie From Here to Eternity. I imagined myself as her but on the Lost Coast, the warm rays of the golden setting sun glistening on the sand. The sound of the ocean waves. Romantic, indeed. Alas, its more of a hikers paradise apparently. So instead of a sexy romp in the sand, its probably more often a day filled with blisters, backpacks and trail mix. But I guess, maybe your sexytime uses those props, so your mileage on this fantasy may vary. 
As I crested over the hill, it felt like it took a moment or two for my brain to catch up with my eyes and realize that I was looking at the horizon. The ocean touched the sky as the Earth gently curved. 


Riding along next to the ocean for miles... heavenly. 
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