I grew up in east county San Diego, a place void of seasons. Most people consider it to have the best weather in the world. I beg to differ, the monotonous consistency was incredibly uninspiring. I live in the Pacific Northwest now, arguably some of the worst weather in the world. But the feeling I get at the start of each season is hard to describe, the other day I felt powerful sun on my skin for the first time in months and it gave me a crazy lust for days at the beach or beside a winding river.
following Caley around NYC.
walkin around the oregon coast
Spent a couple of days exploring the terrain surrounding this little cabin north of Pemberton, BC. Super warm and plenty of space for 5 adults.
By the time we got to this last push, everyone was leaving. Due to incoming rain and the possibility of lightning, the park ranger had urged us to turn around. Caley had no interest in turning around, nor did I. As we reached the top of Half Dome, everyone had fled and we sat alone on top of one of the most famous rocks in the world.
Caley Vanular. Half Dome. Yosemite, Calif.
to celebrate the healing of my broken leg, Caley and I decided to go for a 24 mile hike.