October 2nd, 2015
Posts Tagged ‘outdoor’
There’s a search within us all. A quest. A purpose. As surfers, we intrinsically set out to chase swell, catch waves, and find the serenity of nature and the ocean. The search relieves us from the monotony and confines of our busy lives.
#CityWild is a collection of stories about breaking free and finding adventure in unexpected places. It’s about native wanderings that lead us to uncharted territories in the midst of urbanism.
There is nothing better than a three day weekend, especially when it’s 80 degrees out every single day. I got out of the house during this short holiday and wandered down to San Onofre. We parked our little surf mobile right on the sand and spent the whole day surfing, sleeping, and eating. I wore my vintage shorts while I was surfing, swimming, and rolling around in the sand. They are not only a sexy fit, but are also my favorite bright, but faded colors. They keep you warm in the water and make for a cute little getup on the sand. After a full day, I began packing up and wore the perfect basic coverup just as the wind came up. I love this simple, fun dress as it goes with any bikini underneath and has a v-neck with lace up strings that make it fun to run and twirl around in. It was a perfect day with the perfect pieces. When you are headed for sun and surf all you need is a coverup, bikini, and wetsuit shorts… and your board of course.
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Arriving in Joshua Tree National Park feels a bit like entering a Dr. Seuss story, and not just because of the bulbous boulders and whimsical yucca trees. Joshua Tree is like a fantasyland for rock climbers thanks to an endless number of world-class routes. And if you aren’t into climbing? There’s still plenty of scrambles, hikes, and all-around rad adventures to be had in the massive desert park.
Read on for your weekend guide to it all by Dirtbag Darling Blogger, Johnie (more…)
Once, I was traveling in the Greek Isles and was staying at a hostel. I realized it was almost sunset time, and something in my DNA said, “hey you’d better figure out a way to go watch it.” Everyone else was partying, eating, or hanging out in the common room, but I found my way to the roof and watched one of the most spectacular sunsets during my time there. There were two other people on the roof: an employee at the hostel, and another traveler (I think from the Czech Republic or something). The employee turned to us two lone travelers, and told me something I still haven’t forgotten: “You are either a person who watches sunsets, or you aren’t. I’m so glad that you made the effort.” It was in a thick Australian accent too. ‘Twas quite poetic. (more…)