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Our First Trip to Big Sur

We went camping up in Big Sur for the first time this week. What a beautiful area...truly, some of God's best work can be seen from the Pacific Coast Highway. It's a perfect spot for Nathan and I, since he loves the redwoods and I love the ocean. It may have been our first time, but it won't be our last.


Headed for the trails!

Brayden had the best seat in the house.

Less than 5 minutes in and Benjamin already needed a break.

We did both trails and no, we did not see any mountain lions.

Ben loved going over the bridges.

Hiking is exhausting work, you know.

We made it to the falls.

It was a very pretty spot.

We snacked and rested here for a bit before continuing on to the Valley View trail.

I highly recommend going to Pfeiffer Beach...beautiful!

After I snapped this picture, I realized what I was seeing...Ben walking through the water with his shoes and pants still on!

He wasn't pleased when I pointed that out to him!

The rock formations in the water were just begging to be a family photo backdrop.

Beach baby

With his gorgeous hair, doesn't Ben just look like he belongs at the beach?

Brayden had no qualms about hitting the water. He was soaked by the time we left and happy as a clam.

Don't you just love him? I do.
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  1. AnonymousNovember 23, 2011 at 2:59 PM

    I love your blog...it is adorable!! 2012...The Year of Purpose!!

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