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Pacific Dunes - Oceano

This RV park is at the end of a road in the middle of farm land. The RV park itself isn't much to look at, but just a few feet away is the entrance to the Dunes.  Rusty and I took our chairs out last night to watch the sunset:




Whisky thought it was the coolest place ever!

We had to hike for quite a ways in order to get a view of the ocean but we found the tallest dune and headed up to the top. Our cute little folding chairs were hilarious as once you sat down in them, they sank up to the seat in the sand.

After hanging out for a while we thought, let's see if we can get all the way to the ocean and off we took off again. There was some growth (beautiful yellow flowers and some type of scrub) and after hiking for about a half mile we popped out on the beach. It's the beach you can camp on and ride ATV's and dune buggies and where did we pop out?  At the friggin' trash pile. We hiked a bit north and set up our chairs. Then the attack of the huge killer mosquitos started. We must of sat for all of a minute before I said, screw this and we went back to watch the sunset from our bug and trash free dunes.



Tonight we'll have dinner on the dunes watching the sunset and then head to Sycamore Springs for a soak in the hot springs.

xoxox
Julie

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