There were paths following the coast, though they weren't really runner-friendly. They got quite overgrown and narrow at points with very rocky terrain beneath my feet. At points, I'm pretty sure I was hurdling poison oak. As of 8pm, I have not broken out in rash, and appear to be in the clear. The main point of interest at Pirate's Cove is a hole in the rock known as Smuggler's Cave. From this point, I turned around and went back to the hotel. It was now only 2:30, so there was plenty of day left.
I ended up doing the same route back to Pirate's Cove, but just walking this time so I could take the pictures you see here. Everyone is very friendly. It has that whole small town feel. Everyone says, "Hello." After returning from my long walk, I relaxed out on the balcony for a spell (wearing my sweatshirt since it was a bit brisk). I went back out for a stroll along the beach as the sun was going down. There was a wedding couple having their pictures taken and surfers scoping out the waves.
If the California Tourism Bureau wants to use this photo, I will accept payment in cookies or donuts. The sun eventually disappeared behind a hill and I retired for the night. Tomorrow I must awaken early and do five legs before finally getting back home for three days of rest. It cannot come soon enough.