Excursion

After a month of intensive staring contests with a computer screen (against my own will), a nice brief backpacking trip back into the wild was long overdue. Our destination had to be in close proximity as we only had the weekend, yet far enough that we had no cell reception whatsoever. The logical choice was obviously Pt. Reyes National Seashore just north of the Golden Gate Bridge. One of the few things I like about California is the diverse terrain, having cloud covered mountains right next to the beach, two things that I can never choose between so why bother? We left Berkeley at 6am with backpacks holding sleeping bags, tent, 3 gallons of water, beef jerky, trail mix, and of course the whistle (for the black bears, they're shy).

The first day involved hiking to our campsite right next to the beach, pitching our tent (we had rehearsed this a week before and completed it within five minutes), a search for an imaginary safeway (Vitamin Water, and some dvds), hitting a few dead ends (MUDDY HOLLOWWWSS!!), a nap on the beach, and a sunset at "the Three Kings". We covered about twenty miles.

I somehow managed to injure my right leg and had trouble walking, let alone carry a full backpack another twenty miles. We woke again at 6am, this time at our own accord, and left immediately for arch rock, which was beautiful. It made me quite pleased with myself as a photographer to see the lengths I would go to for a good shot. After that it was another 4 miles back to the trailhead where our ride to our 6 dollar burrito was waiting. I could barely walk afterwards.