Port Hueneme Pier — 2008
There’s something magic about being out over the ocean on an old wooden pier. It might be the fish, it might be the salty tang of the sea air or the feel of the ocean’s majesty as it pounds against the pilings, it might simply be the feeling that you’re away, even if ever so slightly, from the hustle and bustle on the normal world. Whatever it is, it’s an attraction that can be addictive in nature. Just ask any “pier rat” who has adopted a pier as his second home, or, in some cases, as his only home (although the “authorities” frown on such accommodations).
Port Hueneme Pier — 2008
