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When I woke up July 11th 2017 I had my bag packed and flight outfit set aside for a 4:30 flight to Chicago Illinois. I was going to be flying standby to visit my friend for about a week in the Windy City.  Where we planned to eat some Chicago-Style hot dogs, walk Navy Pier, and take selfies out in Millennium Park.

Now how did I go from heading to Chicago to ending up in Spanaway Washington? 4 failed standby flights later I was met with the task of buying at least a one way ticket to the US mainland and try to get to Chicago from there. I had been at the airport for 9 hours, (that is two large coffees, a sandwich, and a phone battery length of time). Searching for the cheapest flights I found a flight to Seattle Washington for $456. I had a friend there that I was sure I might be able to meet for coffee during whatever duration layover I may be there. So a few phone calls and card transactions later I was officially headed to Seattle for at least a day.   ….. Which turned into a week!

I was greeted by my friend at the SEATAC airport around 8 in the morning & we found ourselves on our way up to Mt.Rainier by 11. Although I was there unexpectedly I was definitely digging this so far. In the first three hours that I was there!

There were lush Evergreens every where you turned (no wonder it is called the Evergreen State), and wildflowers lined the roads the entire way up the mountain. I can only imagine how scenic some of the camping spots must be in the area.

Our first stop was Alder Lake. I hadn’t seen a lake with so many beautiful blue hues since I had been up in the Sierra Nevadas. I could of easily spent an entire day just exploring the area.

Our second stop was Narada Falls. It was nice to hike a path that was framed with a forest instead of a jungle. A tad cold compared to Hawai’i, but it was a favorable change. We came at a perfect time to capture a few pictures of Narada Falls. The way the water was cascading down the cliffs, and the angle of sun, gave us a beautiful rainbow in the mist at the base. It gave off a very mystical feeling.

After a few homemade musubi’s and a little bit more driving we finally had made it to Mt.Rainier. It was incredibly picturesque. The landscape was a mixture of The Materhorn and The Sound Of Music. As soon as we had parked we made our way directly to some of the walking trails. There was deer on the side of the hills, and snowy patches with more wildflowers blooming alongside them. Had I really been in flip flops walking around Waikiki just 24 hours prior? Sometimes traveling feels so surreal to me.

After getting a hold of my friend who was in Chicago, and having one amazing day exploring the Mt.Rainier area, I made the decision to stay in Washington. Although still ill packed, *my 50 cent vintage suitcase held only skirts, shorts, and cutesy tops- not pants and sweatshirts, I wanted to experience more of what this state had to offer.

The following day I joined my friend and her family on a trip up to Seattle. They had decided to stay around the the Pike’s Place Market for a few hours, and immediatly noted all of the little coffee shops in the area. I may have to make a bucketlist just to knock off all of them one day. We walked around while men tossed fish across store fronts, people took selfies on a golden pig (I am one-guilty), and stuck gum on walls.

I think by far one of my favorite parts of this was just walking around and seeing all the different people that were there, and the old buildings.  I’m a sucker for culture.

The following days were relaxed and started off with a cup of coffee every morning on her back porch. There was hiking, eating hot dogs while watching baseball, and some nature walks around a local park/ lake. I brought three cameras with me on this trip. My regular Digital Canon, a Canon AE-l (film camera), and my brand new InstaxMini 8. I actually took more photos on the two film cameras than my digital, so they will be uploaded…eventually. 

In the end I had a great trip, even if it was extremely last minute and all around spontaneous. But in honesty those kind of trips are my favorite! I can’t wait to explore the area a little more in depth next time and see what else this beautiful state has to offer.

 

Until next time Washignton….

My Favorite Waterfalls in Australia

My Favorite Waterfalls in Australia

Who doesn’t love a good waterfall? The way the water cascades and is framed by curtains of mist has a hypnotizing effect. They are both graceful and incredibly powerful. I had the opportunity to explore just three of the amazing waterfalls that Australia has to offer. Check them out below!

  1. Purling Brook Falls | Springbrook National Park

    One of the highest falls I had seen in awhile, coming to about 358 ft (about half the size of Bridalveil Falls in Yosemite), it felt like you could look up forever and still see the water cascading over the top. The view from the top of the trail is breath taking in itself, but to get a good perspective of it’s height you have to hike to the bottom of the valley. The hike along the cliffs was a great adventure and offered views that just can’t be done justice through pictures or detailed accounts. At the base of the falls, rainbows shoot off through the mist and the colors of the surrounding rock face truly saturate the landscape with rich warm colors. If your looking for a day hike in Queensland, I would highly suggest this one.

       

  2. Killen Falls | Tintenbar New South Wales

    We actually found out about these falls from a young guy about our age that was working at the 7 Eleven by our AirBnB. We went to go get our morning coffee and hot chocolate for our trip to Bryon Bay that day, and as we were checking out he suggested we make the stop at the falls that were about 35 miles from our destination. We were not disappointed. The way the falls had carved out the landscape around it reminded me a lot of the cenotes in Mexico. You could walk above the falls and behind them. Although we were heading into Bryon after this pit stop, we didn’t care we had to go behind the falls. it was misty! We definitely were soaked after a few minutes back there, but its a picture taking experience I won’t ever forget.

     

  3.  Curtis Falls | Tamborine National Park

    The trek to Curtis Falls was more of a nature walk than a hike I will admit. The walk however offered breathtaking views of the subtropical rain forest, and you could really immerse yourself in the environment. You walk through minor switchback under massive eucalyptus trees and on bridges over a small creek. The waters give of opal hues in the mid day, and the leaves of the trees and greenery glow shades of yellow and green, this was one of my favorite places in Australia. The falls themselves are fenced off by the top to detour anyone trying to get that perfect selfie and slipping on the mossy rocks at the base of the falls. Although the falls were the point of us coming to the area, I do believe that the greenery and beauty of the trail itself stole the show.

      

 

Fly High

Fly High

Mr. Ralph Waldo Emerson said the above quote back in the 1800’s. He sure was a man of his time, a pioneer to free thinking and going against the routine grain. I would love to think that I too go against the grain of day to day life, but i’m not convinced that I am there quite yet.

I’m sure my mom thinks I stay up late at night just coming up with adventurous schemes to get my heart rate up a little bit. Little does she know, she’s totally right. For this particular Friday morning I had a new scheme, I had let my mind stew in the idea for a few months, I dreamt about it.  I flew a helicopter.

“You are crazy. There is no controlling you” -Mom

“They let you operate? You were in control of a helicopter? Only my sister. Only MY sister.” -Brother

“Now THAT is cool. That is way cool. ” -Dad

Yeah a helicopter. For some reason the past few months I had become nearly obsessed with the things. I was researching flight schools, watching YouTube videos, and studying the handbooks, all BEFORE I EVEN WALKED IN. Ill admit I was nervous. For the first time in a while I found something that gave me such a rush even talking about the subject.

I opted for the Mauna Loa Helicopter School at the Honolulu Airport, and on April 21st found myself in a small room learning pre-flight safety measures. As my instructor was discussing what mast bumping was, it hit me, I was about to be handed controls of a helicopter in 30 minutes. I had never even been in a helicopter. What I was getting myself into I wasn’t entirely sure but God was I ready.

Outside I was given the briefing on the main aspects of the helicopter, a Robinson R22. It was tiny, but the rotor blades that stretched above our heads were not quite as small. We made our way through the checklists, went over the controls, and gauges, and after making calls to the control tower, we were airborne.

We had just cleared the airport, and he handed the controls over to me.

Okay so I drive my car everyday, I’ve rode off road vehicles, motorcycles, the works. Controlling a helicopter is like NONE of the above. It’s a challenge. The movements you make with the cyclic are so small but have such great actions on the direction and pull of the aircraft. It was a struggle. But my instructoor was right there the entire time to direct the controls if need be.

Out of my total flight time there were only brief moments that I actually took in the view that was all around me. Seeing the island from above definitely is like nothing I have seen before.

Now I don’t have any actual photos from the flight since I was taking in the whole experience and stowed my phone away, but I think you’ll like the visuals I have for you. They do the trick right?

 

Flying over the USS Bowfin in Pearl Harbor

Dramatic Views of Diamond Head State Monument

 

 

I would definitely rate this as one of the best things that I have done while living out in Hawai’i, or just living in general.  My head has always been in the clouds, so why not make that my job? Being up in the sky getting the best views around. It’s a thought that I have debated the past few months, and I will  let you know if I continue with the idea of flight school. Until then enjoy more overly enthusiastic selfies documenting my first ever logged flight hour.

 

 

Why I Moved Over 2,000 Miles Away (Twice)

Why I Moved Over 2,000 Miles Away (Twice)

  I was 19 the first time I packed up my stuff and left home. It was a month after my 18th birthday, and it was a moment I had dreamt about for years.  I was going to be flying over an ocean for over 6 hours to my new home. It was going to be a blank slate, uncharted territory, and a new adventure.

I knew for the first time that I wanted to leave home around 15 years old. I read books and read blogs about people who lived in vans and traveled across the Americas, back packed from one country to the next, took up part time jobs for months at a time so they could jump around from state to state. I wanted to be one of them. I wanted a nomadic life style, a little bit against the grain, by damn I wanted to be an adventurer.

A few close friends of mine knew about these dreams for years, and sometimes tried to throw the typical arguments around in the air. ‘What about school? A van isn’t a real house. You need a career. Why not do it for just a Summer?” I told them my aspirations not for approval but I guess to make it sound a little more real, to actually express these thoughts past the inner workings of my mind. That’s when I started my bucket list journal, that thing wasn’t going to detest my wild ideas.

 Now something I want to clear from the get-go, I did not want to leave because I didn’t love my family. I LOVE my family, and frankly I am surrounded by very life-loving family members. I think watching them sometimes not really reach for their aspirations is what really pushed me on some days to make the decision for myself to just do it.

I come from very hard working parents, both of whom love a good time away from “real life” every once in while. But they find their escapes in very different ways. My mom finds her escapes by driving to different cities, enjoying coffee by the beach, and just spending a little bit of time away from home. My dad works harder than practically anyone else I know, working sometimes 16 hour days, his get aways are sometimes as simple as reading a book in his chair accompanied by the cat, or a week out at the sand dunes where he can ride for hours over 30 miles away from the nearest town. So as you see, it’s not like I came from a boring, do nothing family, it was just that my escapes include living life that is a little different.

One day during my first year of college, I decided I was running away. Not in the sense that I wasn’t telling anyone where I was going, but I needed an escape from my long commutes and my crappy part-time waitress job. I loved reading and working hard, I loved my family, but I needed to reorganize my life style. I wanted to instead of revolving my life around work and school, I wanted them to revolve what I loved the most, the outdoors and all it has to offer.  That’s the day I applied for the University Of Hawai’i at Manoa, and took that first step to another life.

I didn’t find out for a few months that I got accepted, but when I did, I didn’t tell anyone. I was changing the course of my life, and that was both scary at satisfying at the same time! I decided to tell them in a very Ashlyn way, by surprising them 😉 You can watch the video here.

I had done it. I had successfully ran away, without dropping out &  without being homeless. The feeling that I had the moment I stepped off the plane and onto Hawaiian land is a feeling that I do not believe can ever be replicated. I had left California to challenge myself to really chase after the lifestyle that I wanted to embrace, and to do it by myself. This venture was to test to see if I could really do it. I got to live there for 9 months before I had to head back temporarily. It had been my choice to go home (in a way), but it didn’t last long. A year later I found my self packing boxes yet again to move back to Hawai’i. I have now been living in the islands for two consecutive years. As my Uber driver said the other day

“This place, this island, it just gives me a feeling. You feel it no where else. But here, Hawai’i it gets in your body, makes you younger…”


Hawai’i is not my final destination, I know that much. It is more of my initial launch. Moving to a different state gives me a bit of a high, one that can not be brought on synthetically. I can tell now after living in Hawai’i that I have the ability to start somewhere new, and truly fall in love with it as much as the place I grew up. Now that I have lived here for this long, I can slowly sense that itch to move again- I just have to find that next destination.

Look Shirts!

Look Shirts!

I have been receiving quite a few questions on whether or not I was going to try and fully brand TMAD. I had put thought into it, and asked a few people their ideas about taking this just one step up. So here is my tester, I am starting with a campaign site just to see how things play out with these two designs. (*The plus is the profits are going to help me afford my tickets for a secret trip planned for September 😉 )

 

Check them out and please leave comments on any feedback you may have! 

Drive.

Drive.

 

11:11  

It’s time to make a new beginning, or a new ending. That’s the best part of life, we don’t know what chapter we are in  

Today was a day of checking off errands then ditching them for some quiet from the city. I grabbed a book, my camera, and my car keys.

In an hours time I reached Green World Farms and sat outside it’s doors with a hot cup of coffee.  

There’s a sense of freedom when you run from your house, your chores, your responsibilties for the open road. The windows down and wind twirling and spinning your hair, music blaring along it’s swirls.

This with the painted golden hour land scape is the cure for a clogged mind. This is what strips you a bit, exposes your soul, resets your mind.  

Here is where you get to guess what chapter you are in.

How ’bout North Shore?

How ’bout North Shore?

One of my favorite places on Earth is the North Shore of O’ahu. Yes for the cliche surf scene and nonchalant way of life on that side, but also for the natural beauty of the land.
A common question Matt and I will ask each other is “what do you want to do today?”. Okay yes out here there’s a million and two things to do, but with out fail, one of us will say how ’bout North Shore? It’s where I drank out of my first coconut, saw my first monk seal, and held Matt’s hand for the first time. So it’s always a yes to North Shore.

After some early afternoon errands one Sunday we found ourselves asking the famous question, and then answering it by hoping into Matt’s truck with our swim suits and the hammock in hand. We set off on the highway, and made our way north bound.

It was around 80 degrees with some vog in the air, but we didn’t let the casting volcanic vapor ruin our day, and nature didn’t let it either. When we got to our spot, the horizon overlooking the sand was 20 shades of blue all swirling and intertwining. It’s still crazy to me how vast the Ocean truly is.

We opted for a grove of shady trees at the top end of the beach to set the hammock up at. Or I should say where Matt set the hammock up at (he’s better with the ropes any how).

 We then swayed in the hammock for a handful of hours and watched as whales breached off in the distance. I love the feeling of my body just swaying, and the little flits of wind picking up individual strands of my hair. When you’re relaxed and looking up at the green leaves above you, with peaking rays of sunlight, a sense of bliss completely wraps your body. I don’t know a simpler way to describe it, to understand you’ll just have to get yourself a hammock and a free afternoon too 🙂  We stayed in our little two person blue and greed hammock until our sun began to descend behind the horizon. I suggested we stay for the sunset at least, and I am so happy that we did. Almost immediately as the sun began to touch the ends of the horizon, the sky began to turn almost fluorescent colors. Every grain of sand, bead of water, and cloud lining was highlighted in hues of pinks and golds.  Our entire surroundings had been dip dyed and colored. When people say you have to see a Hawaiian sunset before you die, they mean it.

 We watched as the sun said a hui hou to us and all of the other spectators on the beach. When you just sit and look around you notice so many small things, we watched as the wave photographers dove under waves, and you could still see them underwater, I say whales jumping in the distance, and watched as teenage boy tried to body surf on fast food restaurant trays. All of these little things could have been unnoticed, but the little things are always my favorite. They set the mood, they are the details that make the whole big picture.

 It would be unfair for me to say that North Shore O’ahu is the most beautiful of locations in Hawai’i, especially since I have yet to travel to the other islands, but I gotta say it is pretty close. If you ever find your self bored, or needing an escape, you don’t necessary need to live on an isolated island. Put up a hammock in the park, your yard, the beach by a lake nearby, and create your own North Shore break. An adventure day doesn’t have to be exhausting, even relaxation is a journey all in it’s self.

Idyllwild, Ca.

Idyllwild, Ca.

What I have to say about the gem hidden away in the Southern California mountains. 

A little over an hour detour from the 15 south towards San Diego you find yourself no longer driving on rounds lined with palm tress, but fir and rising pines. For those living in the most southern region of California this micro road trip is the closest and fastest  to a mountain escape.

Idyllwild, Ca. A gem found in the San Jacinto Mountains.

On a trip to California for the the holidays I visited the area three separate times, and will definitely find myself there more in upcoming trips. My first adventure to the tucked away gem was for a mini sunset hike on the Cedar Springs Trail with my boyfriend. Now i’ll admit it was cold. Not the kind of cold where you have irrational thoughts of losing your fingers to frostbite, but the kind the sinks into your clothes and sticks to your bones. Other than feeling like Frosty’s off spring, the hike was well worth it.

  The trail is actually located in Desert Divide, about 17 miles from actual Idyllwild, but makes for a good pit stop before heading into the little community. from the trail head the hike is about 5.9 miles round trip. It’s a short little hike but with quite a few switch backs the last half mile. Patches of snow covered the ground through out the entire trail. Matt took this as an opportunity to make himself a miniature snowman. Pretty cute huh?

We made it to the top in about an hour and were greeted by 360 panoramic views. I have seen my fair share of sunsets, but there is something about the golden hour reflecting of snow and turning the surrounding mountains different shades of pinks and purples that just marks this certain one noteworthy. This part of the trail offers views of Palm Springs and surrounding peaks, this is also where the trail intercepts the Pacific Crest Trail.


Our time was limited at the top of the trail with it already being sunset and we did not arrive equipped with flash lights other than our phones, and the temperature was dropping almost faster than the sun was setting.

We made it down the mountain in record timing, which was good because neither of us could honestly say we could feel anything at that moment.

We drove about 17 miles from the trail head to the main strip of Idyllwild. We were desperate for a warm drink to help us defrost the imaginary icicles hanging from our noses. Then there it was. The neon sign presented by God himself. There was a coffee shop still open. Now I have a certain love affair for coffee and cute coffee shops. I love when they are quaint and unique, and this one was exactly that. When we walked into Higher Grounds we were immediately greeted with the smell of espresso, the sounds of a family playing chess in the corner and a Christmas tree by the window. We ordered the Alpine drink  and took our seats of the sofa right beside the Christmas tree. They provided ornaments for you to write your name and where you were from. From what I could see, we were the only ones from Honolulu. We were there for about an hour before it was there closing time, but it was the perfect ending to a great late afternoon escape.

I fell in love with this region so much that I ended up returning to it two more times within a week.  On one of the excursions I convinced my brother and mom to join me so I could see the area in the daytime. We packed up my brother’s jeep and the dog headed out to the snowy town. To no one’s surprise I found myself right back at Higher Grounds coffee, although they were a lot more packed, the coffee was still up to par.


The last time was for another hike on the Deer Springs Trail with my friend Meghan on New Years Eve. We had about 30 minutes of clear views of the surrounding mountains while sitting on a wide rock vista until a thick fog began to crawl across the horizon and encircle us. We made the most of the weather until the temperature was dropping to point that was becoming uncomfortable in the clothing we had on. We listened to the Mogleys until we came to a stop at no other than Higher Grounds.. Do you see a theme here? Or maybe it’s just a personal problem. This time we both tried out their specialty drink, the Cozy Cabin. Again the tiny shop was a little too crowded so we found some outside seating beside a small art gallery behind the coffee shop. We took our turns laughing at the way our breath froze in the air, talked about the new year approaching and watched the many dogs roaming around with their owners dawning their own little winter sweaters. Sitting there in those chairs, and drinking our coffee we both discussed camping in the area during the summertime to explore a few more trails in the area. I don’t mind the idea at all.

Higher Grounds Coffee Shop. 54245 N Circle Dr, Idyllwild, CA 92549

While reading more about the little community, I found out that there is also an abundance of rock climbing routes and bouldering locations throughout the area. If that isn’t enough, there is also year round camping, cabin rentals, and there is fishing at Lake Hemet just about 8.5 miles away. I can find myself here again many times in future adventures, and would suggest it as a great area to visit for just about anyone.

 

What little mountain town is YOUR favorite? Let me know in the comments! 🙂

Laters 2016

Laters 2016

A Review Of 2016 

Every time I ring in a new year I always tend to get too excited about the new plans I have for myself and forget all that I had just went through the past 12 months. So this post is an ode to 2016, the good, the bad, and everything in between.

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Out of the entire year I will say that April was by far the most unpredictable month. Four major things happened in those four weeks, more than I think I could ever imagine.

1. I met Matt  4 – 2 – 16

I gotta say that it’s nice to have someone who shares the same love for camping, North Shore, and off road movies. Little did I know that our first date at a local coffee shop in down town Honolulu would lead to all of the adventures that we had together in 2016.

2. Surprise Trip To California 4 – 8 – 16

I was having a bit of a bad week at school and at work and I remember laying upside down on my bed, day dreaming about eating dinner with my family, drinking coffee with my girls back home, and hugging my grandma. Then in the middle of an April afternoon 3 hours before my night shift at work I had the epiphany to take the first flight back to California after my shift ended. It was one of the craziest things I planned for myself on a dime. I think it is safe to say though that my family appreciated the surprise as well.

3. My First Apartment.  4 – 20 -16

My first step to “adulting”. I found a whopping 100 sqft studio apartment less than 2 miles from Waikiki Beach one day on Zillow and decided to give the whole rental application thing a try. Two days later I got the call from the property manager that the place was all mine! For the first month all I had was a blow up mattress that deflated in the middle of the night and a coffee pot, but hey it did the trick. Now it’s my little home, or tiki hut as my family likes to call it.

4. Accident 4 – 26 -16

   

 

 

My snapchats that day escalated pretty quickly. I went from working on my friend’s journalism project to landing myself in the trauma room. All I have to say after this ordeal is where a helmet. If you’re going to be an idiot at least be a smart idiot, even if that means having helmet hair while you work. You can’t trust the people driving in Waikiki, and if you get clipped like I did, then it’s good to be prepared. Trust me helmet hair is way better than dealing with all the baby hairs going in every direction from where they had to shave your head for stitches. Wayyy better.  But this event did bring me a lot closer to some friends that came to pass the days by, even though I looked a hot mess.

April thankfully came to an end and that is also where most of the bad things that happened in 2016 came to an end as well. Even though I’m pretty sure April may have tried to kill me, I’m still kicking today and grew a lot in that month time span.

GG 6-21-16

I got the news this day that my great grandmother GG had gone to be with The Lord. My GG was the matriarch of the family, and there’s a little hole now at every family gathering with her not being there. She passed away a few days shy of her birthday, so on what was to be her 89th birthday I did my first paddle out. Her and my great grandfather loved Hawai’i, and I had thought that when I had a big enough apartment I would bring her out here again. The paddle out was how I was still able to give my GG that little bit of Hawai’i again. Never can I look a plumeria floating and not think of her.

Turning 22

Frankly twenty two feels the same as twenty one (just fewer hangovers).  But my birthday this year got to be celebrated in a very Ashlyn styled way, my boyfriend planned an adventure day for the two of us. All he had told me was to bring along some thick socks and warm clothes. We live on a tropical island so I wasn’t too sure where this was heading.. But he drove us to one of my favorite beaches on North shore and packed us a picnic complete with a hammock. We ate fritos and swayed in the lime green hammock for a few hours until he said it was time for our next stop. I still had no idea what the warm clothes were for until we reached the ice rink in the middle of the island. He was taking me ice skating in July. There’s a lot of things I love in life but random adventures like this are beyond my favorite. It was a birthday I will not forget for years to come.

Australia

In early June I began to hang out with a girl from one of my classes from a few years prior. One day in discussion she asked where was one place that I would like to go at least once in my life, and with this even being written down in my bucket list, I said Australia. Fast forward to August and there I was riding shotgun in a car driving through Brisbane, Tugan, Coolongatta, and Bryon Bay. I got to feed wild parrots, walk behind waterfalls, and eat the best schnitzel in the world. This trip deserves more than a mention, so there will be a thread of posts soon to give details behind one of the most adventurous vacations of my life. All thanks to miss Kayla.

Deployment

 We knew it was coming but it still surprised us. I got off of work one day to multiple text messages and voicemails from my boyfriend saying I needed to give him a call, when I did it turned out we had less than 22 hours till he was going to deploy. We spent the rest of the day stocking him up on fresh socks, hot coco mix, and whatever else he would need for the next few months under water. He was here one day and already on the other side of the world the next. Luckily I had a great deal of friends to keep me occupied during that time frame, and even though communication was sparse we made it work. It’s amazing how technology can keep people close these days. November came quickly and he was back on our tiny island again, I don’t remember what the first words we said to each other were but I did how strange it felt to be in a dress around him.

Ember

 I didn’t realize until this year how much a gummy little smile could brighten up your day. On July 23rd 2016 at 6 pounds and 12 ounces my best friend Bailey gave birth to my God daughter Ember Ann. Now I am weak when it comes to kids, so naturally I cried when I got the Facetime video call and got to see her for the first time. Out of all the things that babies enlighten us on, a big one is that happiness comes in even the smallest of gifts.

These were just some of the major highlights of the year that make it very memorable. There was also weddings, more babies, visits from friends and family, and some enlightenments. But o many things happened in 2016 that I could sit here for all of 2017 typing them out. So here is to a new year and cheers to the past ones that have shaped us all.

 

Four Places I Go For Inspiration

Four Places I Go For Inspiration

Places I Go to for a little inspo kick start

We all have a few places that we can runaway to when we need a breather, or to regain a little creativity.

 

Break Down Beach (North Shore)

With the heavy tourist concentration on o’ahu it can be a little hard finding somewhere to freshen up the’ol brain cells that’s not heavily saturated in fake plants and hibiscus patterend designs. One day on a quest to out run the tourists and ukulele soundtracks I came across this beach. Roughly an hour and a half from my house, it’s quiet, usually empty when Im walking around, and has a raw beauty to it. Walking barefoot through the more grittier sand on the island gives me some time to just focus on the sand under my feet, and give my mind a little rest. Usually this is when its easiest for me to think of more things I want to add to my bucket list, imagine new photo opprotunities, or reflect on some quotes I’ve read in the past. The pretty seashells don’t hurt either.

 

 

Rock Creek Mammoth Ca.

Hearing nothing but a babbling creek and birds chirping in the oak trees is bliss. Walking around trails that hug the frigid little creek is usually where I dream up new travels for myself and create plans for an even calmer life style. Being outdoors, especially with a fishing pole in your hands, helps a lot of us think of things in our life beyond out computer and cell phone screens.

 

 

Encinitas, Ca.

I have to credit this entire city. In my beginning years of college I would drive down to Encinitas at least three times a week. Something about the place just really vibes with me. Whether it is the plants that are growing on the cliffs, to the paint on store shop walls, I’m not sure but it works. You can get the entire California feel without the huge batch crowds or totally obnoxious bro surfers. Its a city that revolves around the beauty of the sea and glows yellow hues during golden hour.

 

 

The library.

Yes this may seem a little obvious to some people, but it’s almost like people have forgotten that libraries exist anymore. Walking into a library and down any row I am immediately thrown into a variety of thoughts and ideas. The nature section (which is one of my favorites) gives me inspo on new places I want to travel, or just meet people from. The library brings back a little spark in my traveling self.

 

Do you have a certain place that you love to get inspiration from? Tell me about it in the comments below 🙂