Majestic

Caballos_MT01

We came across these beauties on a jaunt up a windy mountain road on our way to Whitefish, Montana. They weren’t afraid of us. They stood proud on the freezing plateau between white mountains, reaching over the fence eagerly to the few carrots and apples we offered them. They were Majestic just like the land beneath them.

Caballos_MT02

Caballos_MT03

Caballos_MT04

Caballos_MT05

Caballos_MT06

Caballos_MT07

Caballos_MT09

Caballos_MT08

Caballos_MT10

Caballos_MT11

The West where it Ends

Arcata_Post01

The Road Trip has ended. Right back to a place that has been the source of many of my beginnings, California. Doug and I met up in Oregon and drove through the redwoods at night to Arcata, CA. We stopped in the Jedediah forrest and played in the massive trees by moonlight. The scent of the place was comforting, wood stoves burning and fresh rain. It was nice knowing that soon I’d be in a place that I consider one of my homes. We stopped at a Lagoon just above Arcata and slept for a while on the driftwood dense beach. The loud sea was music to my ears and the stars were sharp in the sapphire sky. These 17 days on the road have been amazing, and there are people and places I will never forget but I am happy to be in our last State. Right now I’m in San Francisco, and my plane departs at 7am – home to Hana, HI where I’m ready to be.

Arcata (15 of 19)

Arcata (17 of 19)

Arcata_Post02

Arcata_Post03

Arcata_Post04

Arcata_Post05

Arcata_Post06

Arcata_Post07

Arcata_Post08

Arcata_Post09

Arcata_Post10

Arcata_Post11

Arcata_Post12

Duluth

Duluth01

   Wisconsin was a straight shot, and we were in MN by evening. Doug and I walked to the observatory and meandered about in the snow, astonished by the amazing Minnesota sunset.  We headed to downtown Duluth and met Emily at an art show where I was transfixed by an poem about Portuguese Man o’ war. We moved on to another show featuring glorious pastel paintings, a perfect mix of subtlety and vision. The delicious cupcakes and expressive keyboards reminiscent of Hall and Oats made the second show my favorite. That night I experienced a rather un-glorious sleep on the floor of a friend of Emily’s, nestled behind a drumset I tried to ignore the sounds coming from the gathering in the living room that went on into the morning. Doug said nights like that added character to the trip, and I think I agree. Following an authentic Duluth breakfast at the Sunshine Cafe where our waitress was the friendliest woman I’ve met in a while, we moved on with Emily and Ramona in the backseat for the next few days.

Duluth02

Duluth03

Duluth04

Duluth05

Duluth06

Duluth07

Duluth08

Duluth09

Duluth10

Duluth11

Duluth12

Duluth13

Duluth14

MI – Traversing the Peninsula

Michigan_Post01

MI Vocabulary Word of the Day

Youper = (N) Michigan term for a person from the Upper Peninsula. Note: They tend to look down on those from the Lower Peninsula nicknamed “Trolls” because they live under the Bridge. The bridge is shown in the following images.

Pasty = (N) Midwestern trademark bite. Pastry dough enclosing seasoned meat and vegetables. Often served at dingy MW bars, best with a $2.50 pint and amusing speak from the regulars.

Michigan_Post02

Michigan_Post03

Michigan_Post04

Michigan_Post05

Michigan_Post06

Michigan_Post07

Michigan_Post08

Michigan_Post09

Michigan_Post10

Michigan_Post11

Michigan_Post12

Michigan_Post13

Michigan_Post14

Michigan_Post15

Michigan_Post16

Michigan_Post17

Michigan_Post18

Michigan_Post19

Michigan_Post20

Michigan_Post21

Michigan_Post22

Michigan_Post23

Michigan_Post24

Michigan_Post25

The Michigan Cabin

MI_Cabin_P01

     After driving into Canada, having our car searched and being asked a handful of times if I had any narcotics on my person, even “in my necklace” which is a solid Ellensburg stone, we passed into Michigan, where the border patrol was quite friendly and made a joke about our being from California and Hawaii and why anyone in their right mind would come from those two states to Michigan in February. He was right, the place was cold, but it was probably my favorite stop thus far on our trip. We met up with Josh, Doug’s mate from University  in Australia, and the three of us ventured to this lovely cabin in the middle of winter wonderland, yards from icy Lake Michigan. The stars were incredible, the best I’ve seen since Hawaii, and much to my regret I didn’t have a tripod, but as you’ll see I tried anyway and ended up with some sort of abstract looking stellar picture. There was no one else around. It was quiet. It was amazing.MI_Cabin_P02

MI_Cabin_P03

MI_Cabin_P04

MI_Cabin_P05

MI_Cabin_P06

MI_Cabin_P07

MI_Cabin_P08

MI_Cabin_P09

MI_Cabin_P10

MI_Cabin_P11

MI_Cabin_P12

MI_Cabin_P13

MI_Cabin_P14

MI_Cabin_P15

MI_Cabin_P16

MI_Cabin_P17

MI_Cabin_P18

MI_Cabin_P19

Niagara Falls

NiagraPost01

Niagara Falls was a powerful sight. My fingers were numb with cold in what seemed like seconds but I forgot about them trying to find the angle from which I wanted to portray this massive beauty. It was strange in Winter. Doug, Rocko, and I seemed to be a few of the only living things around. This was the last place we went in NY, from here we crossed into Canada. 

NiagraPost02

NiagraPost03

NiagraPost04

NiagraPost05

NiagraPost06

NiagraPost07

NiagraPost08

NiagraPost09

NiagraPost10

NiagraPost11

NiagraPost12

NiagraPost13