Catalina: Part 2

Life here is a poem.  You can hardly tell where the ocean meets the sky, everything is such a dazzling color of blue (and it really makes you understand why Catalina's airport is called 'The Airport in the Sky" - high above the clouds, you feel like you're on Mount Olympus).  I was constantly in awe of the fresh air, the gorgeous views, and the endemic wildlife.  I was very sad to leave (so sad in fact that after only being there for a couple hours on Friday, Prestyn and I headed straight to her computer so I could book a later boat on Sunday and spend an additional 7 hours there). Below are more photos from our 10 mile hike and some shenanigans involving the touch tank.

Also - I'm ridiculous and I have ANOTHER post about Catalina to follow this because I took 985 total pictures because I obviously have a problem.

every thistle was covered in spider webs and I thought it was weirdly awesome

road leading to the airport

almost there...

the squirrels are endemic to the island and HUGE

two of my favorite things: hiking + Hangar 24 orange wheat

a super cool tile map of the island

Prestyn and her doppelganger

yes, we just walked up to strangers planes and no one stopped up

this succulent is a Live Forever and is endemic to the island

I obviously like taking pictures of signs

this unguarded tractor had the keys in it, I was very tempted...

the sky blends into the ocean

a fox! one of the 3 I saw there

Prestyn and the ever adorable Morgan

spotting foxes didn't get any less exciting

showing Morgan an octopus

the cross: a steep hike I hope to make next time

watching the kids load up on the boat from the dining hall

the waterfront

taking a walk on the pier with Morgan