A day of hiking, treading amongst the Californian Redwoods. Grounding ourselves after a whirlwind month, we left smothered in clean air, revitalised, and with fresh, green hunger. There's nothing like standing next to, or within, an ancient tree to help you reassess your life, your goals, your hesitations and questions, and garner some direction. Our morning started bright and early, with Craftsman and Wolves baked goods (collected the day before). We shared a carrot cacao muffin and a Thai green curry coconut ginger scone. They were delightful.
As well as swigs of almond milk as we drove 1 hour and 30 minutes to Big Basin.
We were welcomed to the Big Basin Redwoods State Park by this spunky fellow. Hey there..
I have big love for Big Basin. This place feels special to me. It feels like home. I would have extended our stay and camped here in a second if I had the chance. Ben and I discovered the meteor trail, and were afforded the most perfect morning. We barely saw another soul. Besides the squirrels, the banana slugs and the trees...
Yep. They were big.
It was a bit overwhelming.
Snack time. A Clif Bar (Oatmeal, Raisin and Walnut, my favourite flavour) and cold, steamed asparagus.
After our morning hike, we scooted to the fantastic Cafe Brasil in Santa Cruz. Here we refuelled with omelettes, potatoes, chicken and beans, as well as fried plantains and acai smoothies.
...and enjoying this wonderfully scenic drive.
Once in Big Sur we hiked Pfeiffer Falls and then moved onto another view point, the name of which escapes me. Though I'll surely never forget the view.
The light, the light...
Dinner time. If you visit Big Sur, please book a table at Big Sur Bakery, oh yes, please do. Their roasted chicken with gravy is truly delicious and very much warranted after a long day hiking. We shared the bread board, soft shell crab and the chicken as well as some local Monterey wine.
I just love this.
We then drove back to San Francisco, exhausted and energised, sated but hungry. And thankful.
So much love, big love.