My buddy Mike and I went on another backpacking trip for spring break. It’s still snowing up north so we decided to go coastal this time. Just north of San Francisco to Point Reyes we went. The scenery was beautiful, the air clean, and the terrain unforgiving. After a grueling 10.4 mile hike to the campgrounds we felt little desire to actually touch the ocean or build a proper fire. We cooked our freeze dried meals, let our feet stop crying, and just fucking chilled till bed time. A six mile hike back to the truck in the morning and a two hour drive home we made it back in one piece.