Friday, November 15, 2013

Jelly Belly Tour

Victor did not take this tour years ago with me and the kids. Being a huge Jelly Belly fan, he wanted to stop by the factory.

We saw robots lifting crates and packaging, people sorting and removing misshapen beans, people adding ingredients to drums, and chutes and conveyers full of candy in transit.

At tour's end, we were given a bag of beans. Victor: Best tour ever! It cost nothing to see it, and my favorite candy at the end, free of charge!

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We keep driving past this poor, lone vessel, beached and terribly weathered. It's an advertisement of sorts for a marina, but it just makes me feel sad. It obviously was once a lovely boat.

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Five Pieces

With the caution that glass collecting was prohibited, I nearly failed to collect any. But I guess I am a junkie.

Later, at the museum, I discovered that it *is* in fact legal and acceptable to collect glass below the mean tide line. Perhaps I would have spent more time carefully selecting pieces or scrutinizing every inch of beach, if I had known. But I feel like what I gathered was representative: in no more than 5 minutes, I found a yellow and a cornflower blue, without even looking for them. And the whites were everywhere.

Victor, of course, found his rocks. He always looks for 'black' glass, which is usually mistaken for rocks and pebbles. Black glass is actually very dark green or brown. These pieces are not quite dark enough to be black but certainly look like rocks.

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Thursday, November 14, 2013

New Perspective, Glass Beach

I bought a book at the museum that details how, from 1906 until 1967, trash was pushed over a cliff onto three separate beaches, each at a different point in time. The piles were often burned, creating big slag deposits. Once dumping stopped, however, the trash that was not biodegradable was gradually removed.

Also, there was a brothel on a small island offshore--that villagers dynamited. Yes, dynamited. So the island is now stumpy rocks.

My images of the three beaches, in the fog:

At bottom in the pic above is a slag pile, and it's easy to identify other castoff items.

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International Museum

Yes, there is an international museum of sea glass. It's in Fort Bragg.

So much gray, I'm jealous.

Obviously, one is allowed to take pictures there.

Look at all the yellow!

Some of the pieces are quite impressive. Others (above) merely enhance the proprietor's collection.

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We were pulled over in Mendocino. Victor was doing 69, in a county where some highways are 65, just saying. The statie was quite pleasant, but I could not avoid wondering where he was last year when, traveling within speed limits, we hit that owl.

Having removed himself with Victor's license, the trooper returned to ask me if I was Carolyn. Umm. No. Turns out some rental car ID number called up the Cali driver's license of a Carolyn something.

He decided against issuing us a ticket. The actually quite pleasant trooper recommended that we have lunch in Mendocino. We congratulated him on the wisdom of approaching from the passenger side, and pulled away. We tried to make it to a well-reviewed eatery but got there after they stopped serving lunch. So we went ahead and ate in Mendocino. Nice Rockfish.

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Glass Beach

I had expected to see more sizable, burnished pieces on Glass Beach (Fort Bragg). I had read a bit about this place, though, and had also prepared myself to see, perhaps, nothing at all.

What I did see was a surprise and a delight: tiny nuggets of glass populating the sandy, pebbly essence of the beach itself.

I knew that collecting was prohibited, but we saw many women, including a few with small daughters in tow, out with bags.

One of these pictures includes a red nugget, which I didn't see until we had long since left. Can you spot it? All were photographed in different areas of beach.

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