...where the buffalo roam, and the deer and the antelope play. Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudy all day."This song plays over and over in my head as Mr. Smith and I venture out to our favorite campgrounds for a picnic. Hundreds of buffalo have the same idea. Yes, hundreds! Little Harbor is nestled in a charming valley dotted with palms. Here, fresh water is pumped into a trough for the buffalo and there are showers, portajohns and shaded picnic tables for the campers. The temperature is at least 10 degrees cooler here where the ocean freshens the desert breezes. We bond with the buffalo while they graze on sparse grass and we dine on our potato salad and shrimp cocktail picnic. We offer to share but they snub our table. Little did they know I had fresh from the oven banana bread too!
To get to Little Harbor from Two Harbors, just follow the only road out of town and the signs to the airport. You can't miss it! Or, if you are traveling by boat, navigate around the west end of Catalina Island to the back side, sail beyond Catalina Harbor and it will be the next harbor with suitable anchorage. Shark Harbor is just beyond. And if there aren't any buffalo there when you arrive, stick around awhile!
2 comments:
All those buffalo were in Two Harbors?
OOps, I was so excited by your picture I didn't read very carefully. I guess they weren't exactly in Two Harbors.
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