Point Reyes, CA
Another day on the road meant another day with the wind tugging at my hair, the calming scent of the sea breeze, and the slight pain of not having cruise control. Driving to Point Reyes was another journey at left me in awe. Every turn a new sight to see, a new quirky town, or another giant towering Redwood tree. Once I arrived at Point Reyes, I happily had the beach to myself.
“A traveler without observation is a bird without wings.” - Moslih Eddin Saadi
Another day on the road meant another day with the wind tugging at my hair, the calming scent of the sea breeze, and the slight pain of not having cruise control. Driving to Point Reyes was another journey at left me in awe. Every turn a new sight to see, a new quirky town, or another giant towering Redwood tree. Once I arrived at Point Reyes, I happily had the beach to myself. I landed right around golden hour which as we all know, is totally amazing. I was welcomed by a few seals that quickly scurried back in to the water and to the distant barks of elk that were living on the preserve. I wish I could have spent more time on this beach, but driving down those crazy windy roads at night through the forest seemed like something to be saved for another day.
