"That truth should be silent I had almost forgot"--Enobarbus in ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA, back in Rome after having been too long in Egypt.--------- Melville's PIERRE, Book 4, chapter 5: "Something ever comes of all persistent inquiry; we are not so continually curious for nothing."
Sunday, December 18, 2022
Bike path from Morro Bay to Cayucos--Safe from traffic but not from massive feral mastiffs?
A quarter century ago I tried to find a beach to run on which was not ruled by smokers and their loose dogs. The one straight down was dangerous, so I tried parking at North Point before mini-mansions were built leading up to there. You could park and go down a very rough slope on the north side, but the little strip of not-county and not-city land was overrun by loose dogs, and then the further miles to Cayucos were a dog park, no leashes in use. I hate being bullied but after a few months I had to give up. For several years I ran in the Morro Bay dunes, but they were forbidden for just over half the year because of the plovers. Smokers very gradually died off, so that only on national holidays do great grandparent smokers lean on their young descendants as they struggle down to the edge of the dunes, where they can see the water. Morro Bay continues to encourage tourists with glossy pictures of healthy people and happy dogs running circles around them and others on the beach, no leashes. Come to Morro Bay, buy everything on the Embarcadero, and let your dogs run wild! Habits change, and relatively few tourists let their dogs run absolutely free. The really arrogant ones do not bring a leash, although it is stylish to loop one around one's neck--color-coded to match clothing. The dunes are not accessible, even for 5 months a year, because great storms a decade ago ate them up. The first dunes now are way back toward the houses they built on swampland. I marvel at the way I once ran there, almost always alone, a fox more often than a dog, and had a well-defined path. There is no path now. It's up and down and around and up. And I don't do that much up and down. And I certainly do not carry bags down when the dunes open for winter and load up with beer cans and bottles, male and female undergarments, condoms from brands that I did not recognize (Empress? Empire?), trash from take out food. Was it 10 years ago that I could still haul trash out? Anyway, there is finally a bike and walking path between Morro Bay and Cayucos. Not one word about dogs in the news about this wonderful safe new path. So you get over North Point and are a victim? Even the path will be seized by old folks who never wanted to get sand on their toes but still want to walk with their dogs. And they love Lion and Tiger and can't bear to hurt them with leashes. So bicycle riders, beware! It's such good exercise for Lion to bite your yellow sneakers! Rules are to be ignored. All dog-lovers are considerate of everyone else. The beach from North Point to 41 is supposed to be Dog Free. Well, you are grateful if a dog is on a leash. What I say is, "Oh what a handsome leash!" And often if you are really scared of a loose beast that's circling you and leaping toward you you can stop and wave and point and sometimes the happy lawless dog-lovers will call their animals and hold them by the collar until you make an arc around them. Now at least you don't have to park along the highway to get down to the path and the beach, the miles-long Dog Park.
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