This Land Is Your Land...

...this land was made for you and me. These days it doesn't feel like it was made for everyone. Of recent, I've found myself getting depressed over the status of our nation and the political landscape that has taken over my newsfeed. To keep my chin up, I circle back to the people and places that make this country America the beautiful.

With a day off to explore earlier this month in San Francisco, I tapped into Andy, a New England transplant who now calls Oakland home. The best part of having visitors is they force you to switch up your normal schedule. He asked what I wanted to do that Saturday.  

Give me a West Coast surf lesson!

Or let's drive north to Napa and drink ourselves silly on some red wine.

Ooh, Muir Woods. I have always wanted to go there. 

Demanding, I know, sorry. While the forecast warned us of thunderstorms and severe rain, I insisted we cross the Golden Gate and adventure on. And he happily obliged, picking me up in his weathered, pickup truck, one that had made it's way cross-country with miles of stories looking thru the rear view mirror. We drove the windy roads with the fragrant scent of eucalyptus forcing myself to question why I don't stay longer than a weekend in California.

The fog blanketed the route. I made him pull over because I'm a sucker for when mother nature shows off with her color palettes. When everything just fades into nothing. Magic. Also, it made me think of the opening lyrics to Round Here, an inevitable add to any road trip playlist.

The fog blanketed the route. I made him pull over because I'm a sucker for when mother nature shows off with her color palettes. When everything just fades into nothing. Magic. Also, it made me think of the opening lyrics to Round Here, an inevitable add to any road trip playlist.

Thanks to Andy he took to me the hard-to-get-to hidden surfing village of Bolinas. It's the oldest town in coastal Marin county and it's nearly impossible to find with or without the fog... and especially hard without the help of a local! The roads there are unmarked and cell phone connection is forgotten so you can pass on Waze or Google Maps. The reward upon arrival - if you're lucky enough to find your way - makes it clear why the residents stay put.

Thanks to Andy he took to me the hard-to-get-to hidden surfing village of Bolinas. It's the oldest town in coastal Marin county and it's nearly impossible to find with or without the fog... and especially hard without the help of a local! The roads there are unmarked and cell phone connection is forgotten so you can pass on Waze or Google Maps. The reward upon arrival - if you're lucky enough to find your way - makes it clear why the residents stay put.

A selfie of one satisfied traveler.

A selfie of one satisfied traveler.

The Redwoods of Muir Woods are over 250 ft. and range in width to 14 ft. Some of these big guys are over 1,000 years old!

The Redwoods of Muir Woods are over 250 ft. and range in width to 14 ft. Some of these big guys are over 1,000 years old!

Luli inside a Redwood.

Luli inside a Redwood.

Just because the weather calls for severe rain, doesn't mean you should stay indoors. In fact, you might end up missing the normal crowds that fill a tourist attraction and rediscover an admiration that extends from California to the New York Island.

Stay bitten ;)