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| - I'm not sure if the name is worded correctly, but it came up in search so i went with it. This is the summertime fun spot for every Lake County boy and girl. It is probably the biggest or at least most populace beach on the north coast. Plenty of white sand, electric blue water, and.....no, that's Clearwater, Florida. I got confused because Wrestlemania was last night and that's Hulk Hogan's hometown. Actually, Headlands has gray to light brown water and the sand is mostly pebbles and bottle caps.
It's fun to cook out and go jump in the water when you're a kid. Then when you're a puny teenager, it's not fun. I'm the guy who kept his shirt on. Cue sad trombone. At 17 years old, most Lake Countyites discover the wonders of drugs and alcohol here. Or pretty much anywhere. Now i only go once every few years for nostalgic self pitying walks down memory lane.
The best part is the pier that leads to the lighthouse. It is long and treacherous. It's made of mismatched boulders and blocks of concrete that have crags and gaps able to swallow a man whole. My dad would make my mom, my young brother and i navigate this death trap for, what appears in retrospect to be, no good reason. But it built character. And you should see the people who live near Headlands. Talk about characters!
The bathrooms are breeding grounds for mosquitoes, and the park rangers who patrol the park think it's perfectly acceptable to drive their truck up and down the beach as people sunbathe mere inches away.
The Virgin Islands have nothing on this place. Incidentally, boys who are virgins and live on emotional islands of despair might not want to come here and watch sweaty oafs get all the chicks.
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