sometimes you just have to be a kook in order to have a little fun
We had been stopped for only five minutes or so when we realized that the wolves weren’t, in fact, moving away from us. They were moving toward us.
Time seemed to freeze as we blinked and looked to our guide for… guidance. He squirmed a bit, debating what was worse: the sounds of our engines turning back on and potentially aggravating the animals or allowing them to get close enough for us to be in potential danger.
Sick of San Francisco’s Karl the Fog? In need of some delicious nature & striking sequoia sempervirens? Here are my 8 tips for an epic day trip to Guerneville.
It’s my last full day back home on Oahu. Tomorrow (if weather and airlines permit), I’m flying back to California to say hello to my cat, Cow, and spend New Year’s Eve up north in a cool Sea Ranch-style house in Point Arena.