Wednesday, February 2, 2011

The only home of throwed rolls

Sikeston, a small town in the "boot heel" of southeastern Missouri, is an unlikely place for tourism. But if you happen to be driving down Interstate 55 toward Memphis, you're probably already craving some good ol' comfort food. So consider having lunch at Lambert's Cafe.

As "The Only Home of Throwed Rolls," Lambert's delivers true to word - a guy comes around yelling "Hot rolls!" with a southern twang and literally throws a piping hot bread roll your way. You can see my thumb in the picture as I tried to catch and take a shot at the same time. The roll bounced on my shoulder before landing on my arm. Shortly after, a parade of servers come around and serve a variety of "pass arounds" of fried okra, fried potatoes, macaroni and tomatoes, black eyed peas, and sorghum and honey. Yummy. If you can still eat a full meal after all that, more power to you. We barely finished ours.

A slice of the Mediterranean on the Channel Islands

The Channel Islands consist of eight islands off the southern coast of California. Five of them (Anacapa, Santa Cruz, Santa Rosa, San Miguel and Santa Rosa) are part of Channel Islands National Park.

The one hour ferry ride from Oxnard to Santa Cruz was mostly through a thick blanket of fog, high winds and six-foot waves. I was in the middle of a nap (to avoid nausea) when suddenly our ferry slowed down for a thrilling sight - a massive pod of dolphins (roughly 500+ of them) gliding alongside us. Apparently they like riding the wake of the boat...kind of like surfing. Having never seen such a superpod in my entire life, I was one of many on board that squealed like a child in delight. We saw the dolphins again on our return trip the next day.

Santa Cruz island is 22 miles long and 2-6 miles wide. Twenty-four percent of it is owned by the National Park Service, and 76 percent owned by the Nature Conservancy. It is home to unique plants and animals, valleys, sheer cliffs, and the Painted Cave, one of the world's largest and deepest sea caves (and you can kayak into them). According to the NPS, the area has a Mediterranean-type climate that exists in only five regions in the world (parts of California, along the Mediterranean Sea, central Chile, parts of southwestern Western and South Australia, and the southwestern Cape region of South Africa). That means cool, wet winters and hot, dry summers.

When we visited in early October, the soil, stream bed and majority of plants were scorched dry. The ridges were barren but there were patches of green bushes and some trees around the Scorpion Valley campgrounds. Despite the lack of lush vegetation at the time, Santa Cruz was a picture of desolate beauty. It seemed open, yet mysterious at the same time.

Make sure to hike earlier in the day before the scenic overlooks get covered in fog - that's what happened to us at the Potato Harbor overlook. Fog rolled into the valley in the late afternoon and early evening, and strong winds whipped our tent in the middle of the night. Fortunately we remembered to stake down the tent!

We were excited to have spotted wildlife endemic only to the Channel Islands - the Channel Island Fox, native only to six of the eight islands. He was about the size of a large kitty. Later that night, scampering near our tent was the rare Channel Islands Spotted Skunk, endemic to only two islands.

The next day, we trekked across the island from Scorpion Anchorage to Smuggler's Cove (8 miles round trip). The landscape was dry and there was absolutely zero shade against the sun (so bring water). Interestingly enough there's some vegetation at Smuggler's Cove and the ranch nearby - flower bushes, citrus trees and walnut trees (with some seriously gigantic black birds snacking on walnuts). We stopped here for lunch before heading back to catch the ferry.

One night just wasn't enough - we wished we had several more days in Santa Cruz. We would've liked to summit El Montanon Ridge, explore further west into the island, kayak the Painted Cave, and perhaps snorkel in shallow waters to check out the marine ecosystem. We wanted to get lost in its beauty. Perhaps early summer when everything is green. Yet no matter which season, if you like wildlife viewing, majestic scenery and a sense of remoteness, visit Santa Cruz island.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Central Coast revisited

Early October is the most wonderful time to visit California's Central Coast. This time, we returned along with a handful of family and friends to get married.

One of our excursions was a trip down Highway 1 to Big Sur. On a clear and sunny day, the drive is nothing short of majestic. Take your time. Stop by at several of the lookout points and drink in the views of the great blue expanse of the Pacific Ocean, sparkling like a jewel under the sun. Feel the crisp, clean air whip through you. Marvel at the canyons and sheer bluffs that drop straight into the ocean. Hear the waves smash onto the rocks, on which several dozen seals lounge en masse.

After the wedding we drove some 100+ miles on Highway 1 all the way down to Morro Bay - through hairpin curves hugging the Santa Lucia Mountain Range and past state parks, lighthouses, coastal prairies and beaches. The drive was a bit long because we kept stopping at various lookout points. It's not the most efficient way to get to southern California, but it was a memorable once in a lifetime experience.