'Let's go backpack camping this weekend-you in?' 100%. Did I know how long it would take, no, did I know how sore I would be by the end, no, but I was super excited to sleep next to the pacific ocean and- to be honest get my pack into better use than the trips I had taken previously. We loaded up the cars at 2:30pm (one biked) picked up groceries, ate a few sandwiches in a Safeway parking lot and began our 6+ mile hike right outside of Pt. Reyes to one of the most beautiful places Northern California has to offer.
After a few miles in the sun began to set. Bodies began to get sore and achey and we all longed for the chorizo tacos, mezcal drinks and campfire chats that awaited us at the end of our hike.
We knew we were close when the air got a little cooler and saltier and we could hear the waves crashing into the rocks. Brendan and I came around the bend of our last half mile and came onto this. I used our backpacks as a tripod to try to get a long exposure of our soon to be campground. It was breathtaking. So beautiful. So unassuming. Almost ours.
We had no camp spot but we made the beach our home for the night praying the tide wouldnt rise and carry us into the pacific. We began to make chorizo tacos, sip on mezcal and whiskey and tell stories of the past, present and what we want in the future. It didn't take long for us to start to wind down and retreat to our tents and sleeping bags for probably one of the hardest sleeps we had felt in a while. Anticipating the 6 mile hike that awaited us in the morning.
We woke up with the fog covering our campsite as well as the beach. I looked out from then tent and spotted three figures on some driftwood and proceeded to walk into the fog and take in the morning the way it should be spent. Close to the water, peaceful and serene.
We packed up our bags and began our trek back the way we came. Content, rested and ready to get back to the city but full of nothing but good memories and good friendships.
The BEST thing about hiking at night is waking up and experiencing all that was around you. I mean COME ON, THESE FLOWERS!?!?! We 100% did not notice them hiking in at 10pm the night before. They were obviously the happiest things to wake up to and all of us unanimously decided this was all worth the hike in and out.
Until next time. Wildcat Campground-you were worth the hike, worth the effort and thanks for housing me and some of my best friends for such an unforgettable night.
Listened to: 'Redford (For Yia-Yia & Pappou)' by Sufjan Stevens
Drank: 'French Blue Bordeaux Rosé
Smelled: Juniper Ridge Sweetgrass Incense