Fleeing to Big Sur.

The election really had me down this weekend, so I impetuously decided to flee to nature. It was nice to be without access to Twitter and the news cycle, even if for just a night.

The drive down Highway 1 can always be a bit harrowing, especially in the dark, but after fighting through a ton of traffic and driving through some bizarrely tiny parts of California's Central Coast (Soquel, anyone? It's a city?) we found our way to the Fernwood Resort.

Bit of a Bates Motel type deal, no? I actually had a bit of anxiety sleeping out in the quiet motel cabin; felt like we were ripe to be murdered. Which isn't a comment on the Fernwood Resort itself; the place was actually quite lovely and convenient.

The next day, we made stop offs at Vista Point, McWay Falls, and the Ewoldsen/Canyon Falls trail:

Shot from Vista Point.

McWay Falls.

McWay Falls, pt. 2

McWay Falls, pt. 3

On the steep switchback up towards the beginning of the Ewoldsen Trail loop.

Looping around the canyon.

Remnants of Soberanes. Lots of blackened trees on our hike.

Canyon Falls.

Panoramic version of Canyon Falls.