Reminiscing the most beautiful fall I’ve ever experienced. In 2012 I took a drive through Big Cottonwood Canyon in Utah. The alpine trees turned yellow, contrasting the dark evergreens. My mind couldn’t take it all in. I’m so happy I brought my camera along.
Finding new, forgotten, or unseen places.
Remembering the past through wide open spaces.Exploring the area that someone calls their home, their town, their city is important. Not just shopping in the unique boutiques or fine dining but getting into nature, as best as you can, and seeing what your town really is at it’s barebones. How has nature adapted to what man has done.
So I take the back roads.How was this area 100 years ago? Perhaps no one ventured here. Perhaps, cows, or goats where herded through these rolling hills. Maybe a hermit built a humble house in one of these basins.
We followed a water canal which let us to this sad looking reserve (that’s drought ridden California for you).I find it difficult to truly get out into nature here in Southern California. There are so many restrictions and limits. I just want to see nature! To be able to only hear it, with no cars.My ultimate adventure buddy. Go explore. Go discover. Get lost a little. Find something even better.