Morro Rock has been something of a touchstone in my life. My dad loved its massive grandeur, and never failed to point out this rugged sentinel of the sea when we drove California’s scenic Highway 1 together.
On a recent visit, I was enchanted by the rainbow reflections of sunset in the ocean and by the enchanting, ever watchful pelicans. To celebrate my family’s fond attachment to this picturesque harbor, I named one of the trawlers Billy Boy, honoring my father, Bill Kinkade. You’ll also spot a Nan and a Merritt among the resting fleet and seven hidden Ns in tribute to my wife and the joy we’ve shared in this favorite hideaway.