The Hunt for Triceratops and The Wave

No I won't tell you where these boulders are. We spent at least six hours looking for them ourselves. And that was part of all the fun. By far the most difficult approach we had all week. Between searching miles of coastline for these rocks and the actual trail leading down to them, it took a lot out of us. 

We kept finding rocks that we would try to convince ourselves were what we were looking for, we wanted to find them so badly. But once we finally came across them, there was no mistaking them for what they were.

The first day we spent all afternoon and evening searching for them. When we finally found them, golden hour was already on, and sunset was fast approaching. Jon, Tim, and I sprinted the mile and a half uphill back to the car to grab all the gear. When we got everything out, I went to close the back hatch on my Jeep and WHAM! It slammed metal on metal and popped back open. The latch got stuck closed. We spent probably 45 minutes trying to get in unstuck, finally Tim got his arm inside the plastic lining of the hatch and manually popped it open from the inside.

We went back hoping to at least put my strobes to use and get some photos under artificial light. But upon returning, we found Deon and Lindsey making their way back to the car really shaken up. Apparently a ledge they had been standing on gave out from underneath them, causing them to fall about 12 feet straight down, almost landing in the ocean. 

They had some nasty scrapes and were pretty shaken up. But for the most part they turned out okay! We decided to call it a night, go back to camp, start a fire, eat some food and have a beer. Dawn patrol in the morning to climb the best rocks of the trip. Check it out.

Really don't think Coalatree had this in mind when they sent me this blanket...hahaha!