Visited the Snake River plain with my Mama, who is a nature conservationist working with the local Deer Flat National Wildlife Refuge. While out there, the refuge was shut down on one of my Mom's scheduled shifts, due to the complications surrounding the Malheur occupation. Experiencing the land, the farmers, and the conservation myself... it wasn't hard to empathize with their idealistic dreams of open land. Free roaming, no fences. But that's just not how America and capitalism works. We need to preserve, and we need to make, and we will always teeter in the balance between the two.
Volcanic Graveyard - Snake River Idaho

Islands in the Snake River, Idaho

Paiute Petroglyph Snake River Paiute Petroglyphs

Photographing the Snake River - BW

Snake River Bridge, Idaho - BW

My mom's silver hair. Embracing Silver near Silver City - Mom's Lovely Hair

Bullet holes from World War II target practice Bullet Holes in the Bridge - World War II Practice

Snake River Dock

Ancient surfaces Volcanic Surfaces - Snake River Idah

Southern Idaho Mountain Waters

This past weekend on Angel Island I achieved three goals:
1 - Place first in female finishers for a trail half
2 - PR my trail half (1:47:10! With the climbs!)
3 - Enjoy the race and not overdo it
I am super proud of how far I've come in life. As someone who struggles with envisioning the future and thinking big, pushing past my discomfort to find beauty in movement, pain, stickiness, giant hills, fatigue, anxiety, overwhelming emotions... is huge for me.
This is how I felt at the 2nd mile. The gloves and headwrap were not necessary 1 mile later! I'll stop using them eventually...

The prize for first female was a chicken purse. Magically enough, my purse was stolen the week prior. The universe granted me a new purse. I don't believe in fate or karma, but the circumstances surely made it a funny coincidence. I put myself in the right place, worked hard, and earned a reward from our quantum gods of entropy.
New short-term goal: Finishing a 30k without injury New long-term goal: Make it to the ultras without injury and continue to run the rest of my life.

For a friend's going-away celebration, we visited San Simeon State Park in central California, across the street (seriously) from Hearst Castle. It was incredible. Please go here if you get the chance. It was a Saturday in winter, yet we wore no jackets, ran around on the beach, and encountered maybe ~20 people on the trail. GO HERE!
The first photo is a Symmetry Portrait of the rocky shore. _Portrait of a Rocky Shore

San Simeon Point

Small love & big sea makes waves


A Walking Stick and the Sea


Wave Rolls In

Dusty hollow ground

Hallway of Trees in San Simeon

The Sea Delivered Three Stones

Contemplating Change

Girl and dog by the sea


Rachel and Cassie BW


Tidepool Mirror