After this year's FiRe, we stopped off at the plaza to drink a cup of coffee and nibble a sandwich, watching a small pod of dolphins lope through the forests of kelp, sea wolves on the hunt. Suddenly we heard a buzzing sound and looked up. Maybe a portal had opened up into some alternate world, where zeppellins still ruled the skies, as an airship loomed out of the breaking marine layer, climbing up through a gap in the clouds. Were my brass goggles handy?
Sadly, no. It was just a Goodyear blimp, making a circuit from its home base at Long Beach airport. But it was still cool enough to photograph.
Palos Verdes, California