Our planned trip came to it’s close in Big Sur. However, rather than spending the intended two last nights in Big Sur, we ended up only staying one night and then heading up to Carmel to stay there for the last night. Big Sur is undeniably beautiful with pristine beaches, hiking trails and a gentle river flowing over smooth river rocks.
The problem we encountered while staying there was a) although the campsite claimed to have full rv hookups, they actually didn’t offer sewage so we were facing a potential problem when we couldn’t run water in the rv for fear of overflowing the tank. And b) our camp site as beautiful as it was, was right on a pretty heavy duty cliff that dropped into the river below. It’s not that Sadie ever leaves our line of sight, but it was one of those what if kind of situations that we weren’t willing to risk.
So after a good day of hiking and bathing in the river and a good night of playing safely inside the rv (and losing all sense of manners) we skipped town and headed up to Carmel and Sand City.
I’ve driven to Big Sur before, but I had come up from LA so I had never made it further North than that on the highway 1. I am so grateful that I got the chance to see the drive coming from the North this time around because holy sh$t!!! That is THE most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. The cliffs and beaches of Carmel have to be the most jaw dropping views in all of America’s coastline. Like woah. Bee-u-ti-ful. I’m grateful for the chance to see something that beautiful, it’s something I won’t soon forget.
Carmel and Sand City were our last stops before heading back home. Although it was a touch sad knowing that our week long family trip was coming to an end, I knew we were all a bit ready to sleep in our own bed/crib and wear some clothes not covered in sand/dirt.
To close up the trip in a nut shell… it was somewhat of a personal test for Devin and I as parents. Just become we are now way more mom and dad than we are adventure seeker and spontaneous, doesn’t mean we can’t still strive to have a little adventure in our lives. We weren’t sure how this was all going to pan out, honestly it could have turned out to be sheer hell. But it didn’t. We loved almost every minute of it. It was the first full week that Devin has had with us since his paternity leave when Sadie was born. He needed it, Sadie needed it, I needed it. Sadie might not remember this trip but Devin and I will. This is our story. The stories my parents tell me about my young childhood and the photos they have of them young, wild and in love (which they still are, btw) with us kids in tow – that is what we are doing now. This is our story, but really it’s Sadie’s. We just have the honor of writing her story for her for the time being.
