Hiking used to be a TGFRL family ritual. That is, before “C-bomb” arrived. For awhile, when she was confined to a snuggly baby-wrap, we continued to spend weekends exploring hills and valleys and vistas. But then hiking turned into “planning to hike” or questioning “how far and fast” we could go now that we were rolling with the under 5 crew. And so many weekends passed without these expeditions until last weekend when we just decided, as if inspired by an emotional Nike ad, to just GO.
Solstice Canyon is in Malibu, California located just off the Pacific Coast Highway. While we took in the coastal views and waxed poetic about the arcane idea of “Sunday drives” to an already “are we there yet?” chorus from the backseat, Mr. TGFRL and I realized the error we had made by neglecting to immerse C-bomb in the overflow of beach and hillside beauty than is minutes from home. We sometimes GO to the beach during the summer when the invites pile up and it seems like our “California license” will be revoked if a whole summer passes and we don’t make it. But like many people surrounded by gifts they take for granted, many, many days go by when we may as well live in some other landlocked place, a place not perched perfectly beside the majestic Pacific Ocean. This place is the subject of endless songs and dreams, to not take it all in is to miss out and to have missed the reason for living in a place like this in the first place.
This Sunday wasn’t about fashion (aside from the adorbs mama-daughter stretch capri’s.) We are all dirty hair, dusty trainers and a backpack full of water and yummy Kind bars (in case things got cray and we didn’t make it to Duke’s for a Piña Colada and dinner a few hours later which I assure you in advance we DID.”
Do you like my John Deere trucker hat? I do, it kept my crazed hair out of my eyes and limited the sun on my face. “C-bomb” is rocking a hat I stole from Mr. TGFRL from the “old days” when he used to work for Nickelodeon back when we never even thought we’d decide to be parents and the fact that he made kid’s TV seemed so random!! Hilariously,we ran into a man on the trail who proclaimed total adoration for “C-bomb” and who said he saw her future working for Nick’s competitor Disney (for whom we assume HE works). Even in the depths of nature- this is Hollywood country. The major fashion choice of the day was the yellow polka dot t-shirt “C-bomb” is sporting. We figured she needed to stay inspired since we were driving all the way to Malibu to scale a mountain at noon. Polka dots are universally inspiring, I find.
Being in nature is about peace, discovery, remembering. It is about wellness, breath and the unknown. Blue dragon flies, a chirpy woodpecker and the more imaginary things that “C-bomb” spied on our hike have urged us to keep going. These legs were made for walking, so that’s just what we’ll do.
And YES, I am wearing lipstick. It’s UK brand MUA #16 Nectar -a peachy coral.