This past memorial day weekend, my roommate Trevor and I decided to take a trip back home but make a couple stops along the way. We packed up our surfboards, wake board, and water ski and made it on our way.
We started off leaving SLO Friday evening around six pm. From there we made our way along the windy coast line north of San Luis up to Big Sur. We were told by a friend, about a campsite on top of the hill overlooking the coast. We made our way into the fog not 100% sure as how far to go but ended up finding a great little spot to pitch our hammocks. Climbing up through the fog, we were banking on having a nice layer above us to keep us warm but the higher we went, the fog didn't seem to follow us. We were suddenly embraced by a warm setting sun and a billowy soft blanket of fog wrapping itself around the hills. Many stops were taken to capture the beauty of the sunset but pictures couldn't do it justice.
Racing the sunlight, we sped along the windy dirt road, bumping up and down, sliding around turns, thankfully making it safely to our campsite shortly before the sun set. We found a clearing with a patch of dirt just big enough to light our fire and a tree perfectly structured for two hammocks to go up. The clear sky above the fog layer left a beautiful night for the stars to gently tuck us in for a quick night sleep.
Waking up at 6 am, we quickly packed up camp and were on the road again by 6:30. The sun was up and guiding our way down the hill back into the thick layer of fog. It felt like a whole new day when we got below the fog. The sun was hidden and we were shrouded in the thickness all the way back to the water. Next stop: Santa Cruz, CA.
We made it to Santa Cruz around 9:30 am. 1 year ago, we made this same stop on a drive back home during Memorial Day weekend. Trying to surf at steamer lane, we were welcomed by a contest taking priority of the break so we continued searching along the coast for a good break to surf. We came across a spot with only a few surfers, so we followed them and hung out for about an hour before hitting the road again.
After sharing stories with a "traveler" and enjoying a super burrito from a local Mexican restaurant, we were back on the road headed for home. And not just for my home. We got to stop in San Jose to visit Trevor's childhood home. After the detour in San Jose, we continued north to Granite Bay where we spent the majority of the time on the boat, behind the boat, or in the water. Check out the video from the weekend.
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