Red Rock Canyon, California

Earlier this month, we were craving an adventure and itching to get out of town. Frankly, we didn’t have time on our side and our financial situation wasn’t working to our advantage. But to nobody’s surprise, we still found a way to do it. We hopped in the car, got on the road, and made our way to what seemed like the middle of nowhere. Somewhere between Los Angeles and Death Valley, we found our little getaway.

As we pulled off Highway 14, red rock mountains and lava covered hills greeted us. We spared no time and began exploring all of the creases, peaks, and caves that were in sight. We pushed each other outside of our comfort zones when tip-toeing across the side of the mountains and we enjoyed each others presence once we made it to the top. It was a day filled with sunshine, exploration, fear, and comfort. It was a day that will not easily be forgotten and a day that I will cherish forever. It was the perfect way to celebrate 3 years with the man I love and a perfect toast to the many years still to come. As the sun began to hide behind the mountains, and a golden haze set over the desert, we packed up and began to head home with dusty clothes, filled camera rolls, and smiles that lasted for the rest of the night.