{"id":320,"date":"2004-12-12T12:05:19","date_gmt":"2004-12-12T20:05:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/wordpress\/?p=320"},"modified":"2004-12-12T12:05:19","modified_gmt":"2004-12-12T20:05:19","slug":"big-surf-in-santa-cruz","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/2004\/12\/12\/big-surf-in-santa-cruz\/","title":{"rendered":"Big Surf in Santa Cruz"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Elena told us the surf was up.  My wife and I drove down to Cruz and went to a beach I call Magic Door beach, it&rsquo;s about 6.3 miles north of the last traffic light in Cruz on, of course, Rt. 1.  Parking area is on the left, high up, flat, long, like a waiter&rsquo;s tray holding cars, rutted, muddy, you walk across the tracks and down some scree to an ampitheater beach.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/scplume.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>Whoomp!  I walked up behind the rock where the waves were booming.  A peaceful tidepool there.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/scpool.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>And in the pool, the aliens dreamed all unaware.  Life is calm in La Hampa.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/scanen1.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>I got real close to the rock to shoot this veil of spray.  There&rsquo;s always a seagull or two just perched somewhere in the scene (not shown here) calmly diggin&rsquo; it, happy as a Big Sur cow.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/scveil.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>And then we went to the Magic Door at the left end of the beach. And made it through.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/scdoorlite.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>There&rsquo;s a whole &lsquo;nother hidden beach on the other side, this is La Hampa as well.  Gray and sandstone rock makes art heroine dreams.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/scrockart.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>It&rsquo;s nice to have my dear wife here this time &#8212; instead of just my shadow.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/scsylposela.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>I found the shrunken head of that third person you always see in your dreams.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/scrudoll.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>We were reading T. S. Eliot&rsquo;s <i>The Waste Land<\/i> to each other on Wednesday, wondering if it had something to do with the Grail Legend.  And there&rsquo;s this creepy passage about the third person you see in your dreams.  I want to have this personage show up when, say, two of my characters are walking around in La Hampa.<\/p>\n<p> &ldquo;Who is the third who walks always beside you?<br \/>\n<br \/>  When I count, there are only you and I together<br \/>\n<br \/>  But when I look ahead up the white road<br \/>\n<br \/>  There is always another one walking beside you<br \/>\n<br \/>  Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded<br \/>\n<br \/>  I do not know whether a man or a woman<br \/>\n<br \/>  &#8212; But who is that on the other side of you?&rdquo;<\/p>\n<p>And then a little dog came up and ran away with this particular kelp-bulb head.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Elena told us the surf was up. My wife and I drove down to Cruz and went to a beach I call Magic Door beach, it&rsquo;s about 6.3 miles north of the last traffic light in Cruz on, of course, Rt. 1. 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