Around July of '07 my marriage of 7 years came to an end.. That's a whole unbelievable (literally) blog in itself, but the point is that I've always been intrigued by interesting travels. As a programmer, I work remote and as long as I've got cel and internet connectivity with my wireless broadband card, I'm good to go. Ultimately I would like to backpack through Europe, but first, I'm taking a smaller trek out west to get a little experience with travels of larger magnitude (view my route at the right of this page). This site will be a place for me to chronicle my travels, leave some photos, and jot down any interesting things that happen that I might one day forget.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Santa Rosa Island II

Saturday, September 22, 2007 - Ok, Peili and Ayshe are the coolest people. Easily the funnest/funniest people I've met on my journey. When exiting the boat onto Santa Rosa, you have to climb a ladder onto a pier while the boat is in the water, rocking up and down from the swells. Well unfortunately Miss Ege got her foot mangled in between the ladder and the boat as the boat was rocking back up.. It could have been a lot worse, but her ankle was pretty swolen by today. So Peili and I met with "Ranger Rick" - a nice volunteer ranger on the island that comes out for 3-day weekends to guide us folks and share some info on the island. He also bears a striking resemblence to Harold Ramis both visually and in oration. Uncanny.

Rick guided about 10 of us through Santa Rosa on a hike that begins at a forest with all sorts of spanish moss, and almost looked like the southern US.. Shortly after we entered a canyon that honestly reminded me a lot of hiking through the bottom of the Grand Canyon. Of course it's nowhere near as deep, but had a lot of the same natural features; the mountains with different colors, wind and water erosion that had created striking rock formations, etc. As you reach the end of the canyon, you arrive to a secluded ocean coast with all sorts of stuff going on. Caves, tidepools, waves exploding out of caves and shooting into the air, uninhabited beaches. Here we stopped and ate lunch right in front of the ocean. Rick, Peili, and I sat at the edge of a small overhang and shared our war stories. Peili is of hawaiian and asian descent and had some incredible lineage stories to tell. If I hadn't mentioned before, she is also absolutely hysterical.

We headed back and got rained on a little bit toward the end of the hike. Back at camp Peili, Ayshe and I dined together. Mmmm.. Chef Boy-R-Dee... We also attempted to complete an NY Times crossword puzzle, which I think just made us feel dumber.






















Starting the hike

The initial spanish moss forest

Rock formation along the hike - Peili leading the way

Canyon (obviously)


The end of the trail

Our lunch cafeteria


Santa Rosa sunset

Miss Ege on left, Peili on right
 
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2 comments:

Redbendad said...

Ok, now this is starting to seem like a very cool trip, Brent. I think you have the structure for a book, in which you embed your philosophical and religous queries -- sort of like Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.

I totally love the ocean image of your lunch spot. It moved me.

September 28, 2007 at 7:58 PM
Bundt said...

I like your book idea, seriously.. Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance - that's an actual book isn't it? What exactly is it about?

October 11, 2007 at 11:32 AM

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