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An explosion of surf impersonates a geyser on the rocky outcropping at White Point. Located along the Southern California coastal area of San Pedro, the history of White Point sort of goes as follows:

There are three versions of how White Point got its name:

First, a sailor named White jumped ship and swam to shore here.

Second, the cliffs are pretty pale, and from the sea they looked white to sailors aboard ships.

Third, the name honors State Senator Stephen White, (1853-1901, who fought to get the deep water harbor in San Pedro.

Who knows the truth? Here's what we do know:

The entire area was once part of the Rancho Los Palos Verdes, owned by the Sepulvedas. Basically, it was a cattle ranch.
But everyone--the Native Americans, the Spanish, the Sepulvedas, and local farmers and fishermen, knew the entire coast, including White Point, as a great place to dive for abalone.

By 1895, a dozen Japanese fishermen had established a home bas...

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