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Dolphins running ahead of our ship |
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More dolphins |
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Santa Cruz island in the fog |
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The island itself was arid and windy. It used to be a private ranch. |
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Scorpion Cove, where our boat landed; kayaks are visible on the beach. |
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Anacapa: Makes a better island in the mist than a middle school. |
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Smuggler's cove, a deserted inlet on the far side of the island |
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The road from our camp to Smuggler's cove was long, the sun treacherous. |
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Some of our party perished on the way. |
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Coconuts. Islands. They go together. (Even if we had to bring ours with.) |
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Mmm... coconutty goodness |
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Our campsite amid the eucalyptus trees. The first site was too windy. |
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Jon, on the cliffs, holding a sharp pointy stick. |