morro strand beach

i often reminisce about my time spent around the central california coast.  although it was a brief year of my life-that felt even shorter-it was the single most defining year of my life, and you can blame my photography endeavors entirely on morro bay and the surrounding ‘wildnerness’.  memorial day weekend was spent in the great company of some new and old friends at morro strand beach.  it was an action packed two night and three day excursion consisting of relentless wind and rain, a bank robbery, fish and chips, smores, and fireworks (which was perceived to be ‘gunfire’ by elder campers, who in turn called out a police helicopter to canvas the campground with a searchlight).  the proof: