It is getting warmer and people are beginning to gravitate to the beaches. I love being able to go to the beach, but lately, I can not get the mountains off my mind. Throughout the week, my friend and I were discussing what a day in elevation would look like. We could drive somewhere pretty, write, sketch, read, do whatever we wanted.
On Sunday, five of us woke up before 6 a.m. to begin our excursions. Although we were gone for only a few hours in the morning, it felt like a day had passed when we returned. It was a profound experience and I still feel myself reaping the benefits and longing to do it again.
Sunrise in the Mountains
Darkness engulfed the warm morning air, a sliver of orange light shining in the rearview mirror as we drove. We winded our way up an old road and found a ledge overlooking green hills, the ocean, and the golden rising sun. Our voices mumbled together in a chaotic hush and we sipped hot coffee and tea. After watching the sunrise, we marched our way up a steep hill, and upon the top sat a gray water tower and an incredible view.
The Journey in the Car
We got in the car and made our way up the road through many sharp turns. We entered an area shaded by trees, passed the Chumash Painted Caves, and witnessed the temperature drop a cold 5 degrees. I crocheted in the car happily, I am currently attempting to make a bag. We passed people camping, waking to the bright blue sky and dangling their feet over protruding rock, spying on the city below.
Exploring and Creative Projects
We stopped at lookout spots to enjoy the growing view, and we progressed our way up a lonely path to discover a trail leading to an abandoned burn-down cobblestone building. At the entrance, I slipped and fell pathetically to the ground. Unfortunately, after hiking for 10 minutes, we saw that the castle was no longer abandoned and it was being rebuilt.
Our final stop was a water tower off of the highway, decorated with graffiti and home to another glorious view. I crocheted, and others made jewelry, journaled, and sketched. We drove home at 11 in the morning, all exhausted from disrupting our sleep schedules to catch the sunrise.
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