The Mojave Desert is wild, sometimes desolate, harsh, and yet breathtakingly gorgeous in a way that does not imitate other regions. There are long, lone roads that seemingly stretch on forever into nature’s wonderful abyss. Continue reading
The Mojave Desert is wild, sometimes desolate, harsh, and yet breathtakingly gorgeous in a way that does not imitate other regions. There are long, lone roads that seemingly stretch on forever into nature’s wonderful abyss. Continue reading
I started blogging less than a month ago. Blogging has been a lot of fun so far and I’ve already learned so much. I get to be creative and expressive and I’m in charge of my very own personal website; how neat is that! Frankly, I wish I had started my WordPress blog sooner.
However, I’ve noticed that there are some obstacles to get through as a new blogger as well. Continue reading
Thank you for visiting our blog! We are excited to share our journey with you.
We are Mike and Kristin of “Highway to Hoeftland.” Kristin is the creator, photographer, and writer of this site, and Mike is Kristin’s editor and adventure partner.
A few years ago, we learned the ins and outs of traveling in our very first RV. This blog started off being about that journey. Not all of our posts are about the RV. Overall, we just want to share what we’ve learned and discovered while exploring. Kristin also writes about personal stories—what she loves and loathes about life. Continue reading
It was Valentine’s Day. Mike and I were standing on the cliff’s edge in La Jolla, California, looking out at the beautiful shoreline. The sky was clear and blue. The temperature was mild and comfortable. Large brown seals sun-bathed on the cliffs below us, and all sorts of varied birds flew overhead, plunging beak first into the ocean. To our left, we noticed a man with a straw hat painting the shoreline on a canvas. Aw, Coastal California—just what we had hoped for.
However, something strange started transpiring in the distance.
As we continued watching the ocean’s horizon, to our surprise and amazement, a gigantic wall of thick white fog began barreling towards the shore. It looked almost like a tsunami wave coming for us—but a fluffy, gentle tsunami.
As the fog kept rolling in, visibility was dwindling fast. We had never seen anything like it before! We watched the town of La Jolla change from California sunshine and a clear sky, to heavy fog within moments.
We then remembered our reservation. Earlier that week, we made plans to dine at George’s at the Cove, a beautiful terrace rooftop eatery in La Jolla that provides expansive views of the ocean. We purposely set the time for sunset so that we could have an incredible view of the sun setting for Valentine’s Day dinner.
Alas, by the time we got to dinner on the terrace, it was grey and misty. The sun, the ocean, and the sky went missing.
Despite the fog rolling in, or perhaps because of it, we had a spectacular evening. In fact, it’s one of the most memorable trips we’ve ever experienced.
Our view.
At dinner, we sat across from each other, smiling widely, exchanging conversation, eating delicious food, drinking champagne, and enjoying the magical ambiance.
With the waves crashing nearby, in earshot of our table, and the smell of the salt water, and the dampness in the air, we felt glad to be right where we were. The calming sensation of the ocean’s grandness, seemingly within arm’s reach, had us feeling delighted, relaxed, invigorated, and appreciative.
On this Valentine’s Day, we discovered that foggy weather on the California Coast was just as awe-inspiring as a gorgeous sunset on a clear day. The surprising conditions proved enchanting and romantic; we truly loved it. What a memorable trip.
This story is why we love travel. It is also, why we will forever love La Jolla, California.
Beautiful trees in the Pacific Northwest.
I have something personal to share with you. I finally got the courage to write.
Up until recently, for some ridiculous reason, a voice inside me kept saying, “No, you’re not good enough,” and “there are a million better writers out there,—don’t embarrass yourself by sharing what you write about.” I listened to that voice for far too long. Does this sound familiar to you at all? I think we all have some annoying voices in our heads that are hurtful, rather than helpful.
Why is writing and sharing scary? It doesn’t seem like it should be a big deal to write, but then again, it is, because once someone reads what you wrote, it can’t be taken back. Once it’s posted, it exists in the universe. Now everyone knows. It can be an intimidating thought.
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