So I was eager to get some exercise and finally got some time just before 7 pm to ride the bike down to Venice Beach. I decided to head north, into Santa Monica, this time. As the sun was getting low on the horizon. It drops much faster than it does in Anchorage.
There's Santa Monica pier in the background.
Here's a guy slack lining as the sun sets. Slackline.com says this sport began among the rock climbers camped for months at a time in Yosemite Valley.
"After the long days of jugging, hammering, scoping, bolting, cleaning, smearing, crimping, jamming, bleeding, taping, sending and summiting, people would flock back to camp 4 for the evening. Just as new routes were being created on a daily basis, so were new ways to spend down-time. The inhabitants of camp 4 could be found walking parking lot chains, hand railings, and even ropes strung up between the trees. In the mid to late 70’s this type of hobby became increasingly popular, as local hotshots and visitors alike were seen balancing on the rope. It appeared to have positive effects in honing balance for climbing, and strengthening the legs and core."And riding along the beach in the cooling evening air definitely had positive effects on my state of mind and body.