We returned home from our SoCal road trip late on Sunday evening. We all unpacked, crashed and spent the next day doing some things around the house for school and work. We then packed up again for an early morning drive up the coast to our first stop in Gualala. A two night stay at a friends Airbnb nestled in the peaceful redwoods allowed time to rest and explore the coast a bit. A long days drive up to Ft. Bragg followed including traversing over a very windy highway 1 to 101. We felt like we were actually in the world of Harry Potter. Huge, thick redwood forests, moist and deep green. It felt like were were in a different reality. We made it to Humboldt tired and ready for food and rest. We met Uncle Mark (my oldest brother) for dinner before crashing for the night. We spent a day hiking in Fern Gully, exploring some quaint coastal towns and navigating some grumpy preteen energy. We had a great time even with those bumpy moments.
My dear friend Holly (we go back to 1988) joined us for our adventures and then treated us to a splendid morning Kayaking on the Humboldt Bay. that was a most wonderful and meaningful gift. We saw seals as we made our way around the Bay, under the fog that is a fixature on the California coastline.
Along the ride home, we made a spontaneous spot along the river for a jump in the river. It was hot, the river cool and it was a good time for all. I had many memories come flooding back while passing through my hold hometown in Southern Humboldt. It made me pause and reflect on how my life looked then and how it looked now. Some things have change drastically, while others remain the same. Traveling, spiritual practice and time with loved ones, those are things that have only grown stronger over time. For that, I am thankful.
We made it home, once again late in the evening, tired and a ready for our own beds but thankful for living in a such a glorious state. One where we could just get in the car, hit the road and amazing adventures. We are fortunate and we are grateful.
 |
| Amara & Holly in a shop owned by a local tribe family. It was pretty cool in there. |
 |
| My big brother Mark & I. |
No comments:
Post a Comment