Family Travel: Rocky Point, Mexico


I honestly can’t believe I have posted on my blog 100 times in the last few years. I’ve been on so many mapless adventures and have experienced quite a few highs and lows over the last few years but I wouldn’t change any of it, so let’s get started on this next adventure…

I know I’ve said this before, but living away from my family can be hard a lot of the times. One thing is for sure that I have an amazing family who is very willing to travel with me south of the border to our condo in Puerto Penasco, Mexico all because I wanted to go. Living in Seattle for the last three years, means I haven’t been to our condo in 3 years.

I knew that since I was planning a week long vacation to AZ for the end of October, it was a good time to travel to our condo. You can call it a little “international refreshment” to my heart and soul. I absolutely love traveling and don’t get to do the amount of “true” traveling that I’d wish to be able to do, so when this type of adventure presents and works out with my family, I really jump on it.

The actual journey to the condo was filled with many firsts for me as I drove down with my sister and her 5 and 2 year old, and well if you’ve traveled with children before you might not have sympathy for me.

For starters, my flight was delayed 3 hours so instead of hitting the road at 4:30PM we got started at 7:30 PM. My sister tried to keep the boys awake for most of the day as to allow them to sleep on the car and it may have back fired. My 5 year old nephew complained of a headache the ENTIRE drive and NOTHING was helping him. My 2 year old nephew got car sick 40 minutes aware from the condo resulting in projectile vomit, which of course, I had to clean because my sister was driving. THEN, my 5 year old nephew had to pee which it being late, middle of nowhere Mexico and only 3o minutes away meant we were stopping, so I proceeded to hold an empty cup to allow him to pee.

You can imagine that by the time we arrived in Mexico and unloaded, I ABSOLUTELY cracked open a Pacifico and couldn’t help by smile and laugh at the experiences I just had.

I woke up the next morning to an adorable 5 year old talking to his grandma, my mother, and then getting cuddles that lasted maybe 30 seconds. But I’ll take it as a morning wake up. It didn’t take long for the crew (included my mother, my father, my sister, and 2 nephews) to eat delicious chirzo breakfast burritos my dad made and then get ready for a day of pooling and beaching or laying out, sleeping, and relaxing for me.

The one thing I should tell you about my 5 year old nephew is that he can swim in virtually ANY water temperature and though October in Mexico may have been 85-90 degrees, the pool water WAS NOT. The ocean was however bearable and actually quite warm.

We proceeded to spend the majority of the afternoon in the water before heading back up to get ready for a trip in to downtown for some shrimp ceviche and wandering. I love shrimp ceviche and no place has better shrimp ceviche then Rocky Point. We didn’t spend too much time in downtown because “we” wanted to Tide Pool explore and enjoy the sunset on the beach.

Rocky Point has one of the largest tides I have every seen which makes it perfect conditions for sunset tide pool exploring. That’s exactly what we did for a good 2 hours. I think I spent more time taking pictures of my family then actual exploring, but it wouldn’t be me otherwise.

My dad left us Monday morning, and our next two days included nothing but being lazy by the pool relaxing, drinking margaritas, watching the boys swim and play, and venturing over to the other pool area which has a waterslide, by day; and by night: eating dinner and watching movies (which I can NOW say I have watched Jurassic World about 6 times, though truly only once). We didn’t leave our condo area either day and honestly I didn’t mind. These two days of nothing but relaxation were ideal and much needed.

Traveling South of the Border has been a part of my life for 20 years, as evidenced of a family picture located in our condo dated October 1995 and will continue to be apart of my life for hopefully another 20 years. Hard to imagine my first trip was so long ago at the age of 9 and I still love going down there. Hopefully, I’ll be able to have friends of mine join me next year on another adventure south of the border.

Snowy Owls in Washington

When the weekends role around, sometimes I feel prepared; other times I feel a bit scatterbrained. This was one of those weekends. I heard on the news that West Coast WA was going to have some pretty decent weather, meaning partly cloud and low 40s, and one thing was for certain. I would be spending time outdoors soaking up some vitamin D and kind of already knew where I wanted to spend the day.

Back in November, my friends/co-workers ventured out to Ocean Shores, a town located about 25 minutes west, and captured some pretty fantastic shots of snowy owls in their natural environment. I am not going to lie, I was quite jealous and knew my time was almost up (they only stay through mid-late February), so off I went with my friend/co-worker, Sydney, to Ocean Shores!

Hunting any type of wildlife is so thrilling and such an adrenaline rush. I can honestly say that never in a million years, would I picture myself creeping in these grasslands on the coast of Washington trying to get as close to Snowy owls as possible, without startling them. From afar these birds look like plastic bags washed up onto logs, and I really wasn’t sure what I was looking at when we first got there. But after an hour, we started to notice these white spots from a distance perched on beached logs, low to the ground. With each breathe stopping step and picture I took, the more my heart was pumping for more. I wanted a better angle, a better shot, more action. Keep in mind, I was not the only person at this location looking at these beautiful bird, but then again I don’t really think about anyone else when I have my camera in hand. It didn’t really matter in the end because all I know is at one point I was a mere 25 feet away from a wild Snowy owl.

To top off this trip, a bald eagle landed perfectly on a log no more that 200 feet away; allowing me as close as 75 feet before flying away! I felt like a true wildlife photography scoping out my prey hoping for the next big picture. You can bet I will be back again for my next chance at capturing the beauty of the Pacific Northwest wildlife!

A Hiking Adventure: Hoh Rain Forest, La Push Indian Reservation, Rialto Beach

This weekend was honestly one of my favorite weekend I have had since moving here. To start Saturday was Cinco De Mayo and I went out with a few people that I met at the YMCA playing volleyball. The couple times I’ve gone out with them, I’ve noticed, and am surprised to say, that Aberdeen has quite the fun nightlife! I was planning on hiking with a co-worker Sunday early, so I knew to take it easy! But I had a great time out on the town and   Read more