I had 50 bucks and a dream. I wanted to be in a beautiful place away from my cell phone ringing and/or my dog barking. People who don’t visit Los Angeles often (or at all) usually DON’T think of it as being an outdoorsy-type’s paradise. I beg to differ. I’ve lived in the area for about seven months and I’ve seen things that would make your mouth drop. Canyons, wildflowers, crazy ass bugs, the bluest blue and the greenest green waters. And all within a 45 minute drive!
One of my best friends, Karen, came to visit from Sacramento on a whim this past weekend. We decided: let’s go to the Channel Islands. They’re about an hour boatride off the coast of Ventura. That’s a small hippie/surfer/farmer community about 45 minutes (without traffic mind you) north of LA. There’s a company called Island Packers. You reserve a slot on the boat. Once you get on it’s very chill. You can move around, buy some hot chocolate. We got on the boat and not even ten minutes later, we saw DOLPHINS! They were so cute jumping in herds of four or five chasing birds and fish. I don’t know if they were actually chasing the birds…but it sure looked like it.I tried to get pictures and then I was like…meh…the best moments you just can’t catch on camera. You just can’t. Karen and I spent a good half hour speaking with a cute couple from Missouri. They were visiting the islands for their 40th wedding anniversary. They gave us a tube of sunscreen after we told them we forgot ours back at the car. They had a bottle of wine to take hiking with them. They had done all sorts of research, printed maps and permits to hike in special areas. They made Karen and I look so unprepared. But hey, there’s more than one way to skin a cat, right? The couple ended up going to a different part of the island than us so we didn’t get to hang out with them for too long, but it was nice to just chit chat about outdoorsy stuff with visitors and not sit by tons of people clicking away on their i-phones or laptops.
Karen and I spent about five hours ashore Santa Cruz Island. It’s the largest of the Channel Islands National Park. You can camp there. I saw dozens of kayakers manuvering caves. The adobe visitor’s center is solar-powered. The cool ocean air was so refreshing. As soon as we started our five mile hike, I had to strip about three layers of clothing off my back. We lived on granola bars all day. There were no services on the island. There weren’t even bushes to squat behind! Weird. No gift shop. No snack bar. That part I didn’t mind. Like I really want to buy cheap crap when I’m trying to relax. It was so quiet there! No cell service…no dogs….peace and quiet. I could stay out there forever. A boat came back to get us in the late afternoon just as the fog was surrounding the entire island. I’d say there were about 40 people on the boat. Karen and I sipped some cheap canned beer on the way back to shore and talked about life. It was the best 50 bucks I’ve spent in a long time. Some days I feel like I need a vacation. But sometimes staying close to home can feel worlds away. I like that













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