The top photo is one view from the Hearst castle It also looks out to sea. When Hearst died, many people celebrated, uhh, I mean When Hearst died, there were no buyers for the "castle." The family tried to unload it on UCLA and the State, but they together with all other sane candidates, feared the high costs of maintaining this turkey located way out in nowhere. Finally after the third try, the state did accept it and allowed a significant tax deduction to the estate. However, the surrounding ranch of 2,500 acres, and the cattle you see there, are all still property of the Hearst legatees. Way up above the cattle on the right top of the peak is the so-called "Castle."
I have added a photo of a poor elephant seal, even larger than the lady who sat next to me on Air Canada, well over 10' and nearing a ton in weight; a fellow without a castle, not even 600 thread sheets, not an Audi to his name nor a coupon to McDonalds. I do honestly hate to be gross or tasteless, but if one saw the whopper of a penis that periodically emerges from that humble hole there, all real men would gladly trade in their Audis and McDonalds Big Mac Coupons for one of the same. Beauty on the beach in this case is more than skin deep.
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