Jobless and Homeless

What is the best thing to do when you don't have a job and don't have a place to live? Go on a California road trip! I am fortunate to live in such a beautiful state and have a wonderful network of friends that actually want me to come visit.

My first stop was in Santa Barbara where a contingency of my Bren friends were still bumming around town. The week was full of biking, hiking, surfing, job hunting, and capped off with a Goleta dive bar pub crawl on bikes.

We took over Costello's house for a BBQ. What is not shown is how close the Goleta fire burned to his house.

I met up with Claire in Santa Cruz. It has been almost two years since my last trip to Santa Cruz. I finally got to show Claire a bit of what my college experience was like.

My old house at 311 Assembly Way

Tree Nine still stands as a testament of Santa Cruz's hippiness

Hell Hole, and it is as dark and ominous as its name.

I drove north of Santa Cruz and camped for the night just south of Pigeon Point. I initially tried to stay at the hostel on the point but not surprisingly all the rooms were taken. I pulled my truck off highway 1 to the edge of the bluffs and had a very cold night. I yet again was able to put mexican blanket to use.

Pigeon Point lighthouse. This is the view from my camp spot.

The farthest north I got on my mini California vacation tour was San Francisco/Berkeley area. I got to hang with Ashley and experience a little bit of her bay area summer.

Vagabundos de Baja

After finishing my exhaustive graduate school career I took a well needed break and met up with my good friend Chris for a two week adventure of fishing and remote beach camping in vast desert of Baja California. Below I have posted some pictures that share only part of our Vagabundos de Baja experience. If I get ambitious in the coming weeks I might add a few stories to this blog. A long story short, we explored a lot of secluded beaches, slept under the stars, ate fresh fish tacos every night, and always had a bottle of tequila on hand.

Me enjoying a cold beer in the 95 degree heat

Chris Craven my traveling companion

Fishing from the beach at Las Aranas de la Ventana

Another Gulf of California sunset over the mountains

We caught our own dinner every night

Fish on!

Jack Crevalle

Craven's Rooster Fish

Mine was bigger

Assortment of snappers and a grouper

The fire was for ambiance because even at night temperature was hot

The rocks at Punta Macudo were an assortment of greens, reds, pink, and white

Rocks can also be nice to sit on

Halibut at the Wall

Don't you wish you were here