On being a homebody and an adventurer

There is no reason that a weekend at home should be anything less than a weekend in the Sierras, or Big Sur. The inevitable ebb and flow of life requires that for every heart pounding, dancing moment that I spend overlooking incredible vistas requires that I also spend time grounding myself in who I am and where I'm from. I am a born wanderer and I am a born homebody. On weekends like these I find myself centered and encouraged, ready to set off for another adventure. 

 A narrow bit of trail runs against a moss covered cliff with a sharp drop off to the other side.

A narrow bit of trail runs against a moss covered cliff with a sharp drop off to the other side.

Staying home is inevitable on some weekends, and it is absolutely essential that those weekends not be wasted. Back in January we spent a few hours one such weekend hiking through the lush Redwood Forest in Niscene Marks. 

 The trail to Maple Leaf Falls follows the creek through a narrow canyon for the final mile. It requires more rock scrambling than most trails in coastal California, but the trail is not unpopular, indeed it can become quite congested for a 8 mile round trip hike! 

The trail to Maple Leaf Falls follows the creek through a narrow canyon for the final mile. It requires more rock scrambling than most trails in coastal California, but the trail is not unpopular, indeed it can become quite congested for a 8 mile round trip hike! 

 My Dad embarrasses my mom at Maple Leaf Falls

My Dad embarrasses my mom at Maple Leaf Falls

In nature and the language of the sense,
The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse,
The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul
Of all my moral being.
— Wordsworth, Tinturn Abbey 108-111