on the road: mono lake, ca

when visiting mono lake, wear old sneakers.

as much as i wanted to believe this place is void of gravity, i sunk calf-deep into black, viscous mud.
this is one of the many ways mono lake will surprise you.

there are no ripples on the lake. at sundown, the surface looks like a sheet of glass. limestone formations called tufa towers stand in various shapes and sizes along the edge of the lake. trillions of alkali flies living just above and below the surface of the water outline the edges. and if you aren't careful, lying right beneath the white, crumbly terrain, is thick, stubborn sludge that will swallow your shoes (and socks, in my case) and trigger some very serious childhood quicksand fears.

on the road: bolinas, ca

after talking about it for months, jody and i finally took a winding, beautiful - albeit nauseating - drive to hike alamere falls trail.

there was no better day to escape the city than the day of bay to breakers, an annual footrace that takes place mid-may in san francisco. since the course falls right along my doorstep, we had to squeeze through throngs of the colorful, naked, drunk and bedraggled to reach our car. not a bad start to the day.

we'd been warned by everyone who'd gone to or heard of the trail to beware the poison ivy that lined the path.
common sense kicked in when we finally arrived at the trail to google an image of poison ivy but
as luck would have it, there is absolutely zilch phone service out in nature so we gave up and forged on.

to anyone who noticed that this post is missing images of the actual alamere falls... the truth is, we didn't make it.

although we didn't know we hadn't made it until i'd asked to see my friend's photos the following day of her visit and realized that alamere falls... was beach level.

we'd hiked two and a half hours to to alamere falls trail. 

we'd crouched through the dense, narrow, poison-ivy lined brushes and slid down the rocky hillside to the level right before the falls.

we'd laid down a blanket and spent an hour on the cliff overlooking the ocean reading Saveur and napping; relieved to have made it.

and we didnt. see. the falls.

regardless,  no complaints can be made about the scenes we saw both on the drive (excluding the nausea) and on the hike. 

the pacific coast is something we take for granted living city proper when a short drive 20 minutes north or south on highway 1 awards us with some of the most breathtaking ocean views i've seen anywhere.

to anyone planning to visit alamere falls, here are my suggestions:

  1. wear long pants and a light, hooded jacket.
  2. wear shoes with proper tread to navigate the climb.
  3. pack a picnic.
  4. bring a blanket.
  5. look out for a family walking llamas.
  6. climb down to the beach.

white out

photos by sarah wang

pacific heights is undeniably one of san francisco's top 3 swankest neighborhoods so on the drive home from work, we had to pull over and attempt a few photos with this fancy unit playing backdrop.

it's been a while since i've donned platforms and was quickly reminded of how damn comfortable they are. never mind that i barely avoided faceplanting as i shuffled downhill. i think with the incline and platforms, i was closing in on perpendicularity.

shirt | brandy melville ÷ jeans | zara 
shoes | jeffrey campbell ÷ backpack | auxiliary