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We continued up the Pacific Coast Highway heading for San Francisco.
We continued up the Pacific Coast Highway heading for San Francisco.
We continued north along the increasingly treacherous and amazingly gorgeous Pacific Coast Highway.
Last winter we drove south to escape the polar vortex and spent a week in New Symrna Beach, Florida staying in a tiny condo across from the Atlantic Ocean. Even though it rained for most of our stay, it was wonderful to be warm and to photograph the dramatic sky. Continue reading »
In my last post I mentioned that Joshua Tree National Park has nine campgrounds, which are all available on a first-come, first-served basis, and when we visited the park on Friday and Saturday all nine were full. We arrived again on Tuesday and a couple of the campgrounds were crowded but we had a few options in the Jumbo Rocks campground. Many of the spots are close together, so we chose one that had a bit of separation from the neighbors, put our “reserved” sign up, and went out hiking to watch the sunset. Continue reading »
Though the Wonder Valley turned out to have an appeal all it’s own, the reason we rented a house in Twentynine Palms, California was its proximity to Joshua Tree National Park.
When the sun fully sinks into the horizon, as it glows brightly and then fades into glorious hues of orange, purple, red, and dissipates into the darkening blue sky, for those moments nothing else matters. All my problems—arguments, finances, work, failures, stress—are forgotten for those perfect, suspended moments. In those precious minutes I just am. I exist and breathe and am part of the world.
We got to White Sands National Monument just after it reopened and drove through the park (parts of it were, and still are, closed from the drone crash).
In the few days we spent in Los Angeles for The Long Bike Back screening at the All Sports Film Festival, we squeezed in some fun sightseeing.
Pearson and I walked to Mohave Point and watched the light and color change in the canyon as the sun set.
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