This is Hollister Peak (and some hay):
It’s one of the Nine Sisters, a chain of volcanic plugs that run between Morro Bay and San Luis Obispo.
Some people say Hollister Peak looks like a dinosaur, but I’ve never seen it. Instead, I see a puppy draped over a hill. The highest rocky part is the butt, with a back leg trailing down the right side. The rocky part in the middle is a front leg with a giant paw. And to the left is the long head (it’s kinda moose-like), with two eensy-weensy ears sticking up.
I have seen the puppy on the mountain since I was 8 years old (when we first moved here), and to this day, every time I drive past Hollister Peak (which has been practically every day for the past 20 years) I see him. Well, I see him when I’m driving south. He’s not there when I drive home.
What’s surprising is that I have yet to name him. Maybe I should just call him Hollie? Or maybe Buddy. Buddy Hollister.
Yep, that’s it.