
It was a weekday, not that many people came to Point Lobos, and the trails were all very quiet. The forest smelled fresh, a mix of pine and wild mints (a smell I wished I could bottle and took away). I felt like walking in the land of fairies (photo 1).
I stayed at a small cove under the Granite Point for a while, watching the waves coming and going (photo 2). Before heading back, I decided to go further north and hit Moss Cove. At that time the light was too good to be missed so I end up spending quite some time shooting the afterglow (photo 3). When I finally headed back, it was almost dark. The once enchanting forest suddenly felt more like the set of "Blair Witch Project" and I couldn't wait to get out of it. Only later, when I reviewed my photos from the safety of my home, I would re-live its charm. Well, don't worry, I will definitely pay it a visit some time later, but next time, probably bring a pepper spray.

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