It just keeps calling us back. The sea. So raw and beautiful. Especially in Northern California. I hope it stays this way forever.
“You know the way you smell when you first come home from the beach? Well, I want to make a cologne that captures the essence of that smell”
– Cosmo Kramer
"Even the upper end of the river believes in the ocean."
Redwoods provide a dark canopy and little glimpses of the sky.
On a beach somewhere...
Looks like a bear sniffed something out..
Bear bite. Ocean life can be harsh.
A seaweed snake (self named).
Two cute sea lions peeking out at us. I hereby name them Harry and Lloyd.
Green sea thing
Cheers to the guy who invented the camera timer.
Surrounded by beauty
Goodnight, sweet ocean.
I continue to be awestruck by this amazing world of ours. There is nowhere else on earth like Crater Lake, one of America’s fine National Parks.
The hole in the earth was not created by a crater as originally thought, but rather by volcanic activity back in the day. No rivers flow into the lake. Just lots of rain and snow. The water is pure, clean, and bluer than the sky above. At nearly 2,000 feet, it’s the deepest lake in the U.S.
Crater Lake & Wizard Island
And yay for campsites with free wood! We met some new friends Pete and Laura and were able to have the biggest bonfires, thanks (or no thanks) to the pine beetle and the trees it’s killed.
We left San Francisco with some fond memories and new experiences under our belts, but we were ready to get out of the city and back to the woods. To some of the most famed nature spots in America, no less. California’s national parks.
From raging waterfalls and massive granite walls, to giant sequoias and a heapload of people, everything is extreme in Yosemite, Kings Canyon and Giant Sequoia National Parks.
We were pleased to find that the parks are surrounded by National Forest, which made Kirby-style camping quite easy. And at our favorite price… free ninety nine. The first night we relished in the quiet simplicity of being outdoors, just the two of us, with a nice little campfire. And the next morning we had some of the “permit luck” we were missing with The Wave a few weeks back. We got a last minute cancellation permit to backpack at Little Yosemite Valley!
The ranger was not kidding when he told us that on the Mist Trail, “you WILL get wet”. This was unlike any hike I’ve done before. For this portion of the trail you are walking below a violent waterfall, with thousands of other people. We heard one boy exclaim “daddy, it’s just like Raging Waters!” I wish I could have taken a photo, but it would have ruined the camera for certain.
The Merced River
It's hard to really capture it, but this was amazing.
Can't. Stop. Taking. Pictures.
Where we spent our three year wedding anniversary biking along the river.
Mr. John Muir. We hung out at the John Muir Lodge for some internet so we could work.
Big Ol' Trees
Kirby <3 Sequoia
“The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.”