We arrive, dizzy from the hairpin drive up Shoreline Highway and stumble into a dilapidated parking lot, a jumbled palimpsest of years of slapdash decisions: accessible ramps tacked on here, someone’s favorite rhododendron planted there. But pretty quick, the blast of ultra-ionized Pacific air pulls us back into the present, and we can see for miles—and the Sea Ranch is still banging out its cacophonous Ecoscore.
We’re on hallowed ground. Concepts we learned about in the dark, stuffy lecture rooms are writ large from the precipitous cliffs to the towering ridgeline. People, for once, trying not to ruin the place they love in the process of loving it. It’s a
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