Our Adventures (And Photos) Along The Way From California!

I'll be honest - the move as a whole really wasn't that bad.  But, as you continue reading, there are various parts of the last few weeks that have been stressful and have tested my patience....

The drive from Fredericksburg to San Diego

My thoughts before moving...

Before moving, I had this feeling that the day would never come.  Like it really wasn't reality.  I had been in the Northern Virginia area for 11 years.  That says a lot about who someone is, what they have become, and what risks they have taken for that amount of time.

Needless to say, I hadn't taken much risk in my life.  I had been in the same place, pretty much doing the same thing with my life for the past 11 years.  I mean, I has gotten different jobs and done different things.  But I hadn't done much else.  I really hadn't adventured outside of my comfort zone for an extended period of time.  I had chose to stay in Virginia for that long.  Good thing I had - I met the women I'm suppose to be with.  I thank God for that...

Regardless, the day came...

I'll be honest.  I know the website here is about photography and videography.  This post is going to be a little different.  Reyna and I strive to capture as much of the moment as we can.  That really wasn't the case on this "trip".   We wanted to get from Virginia to California as fast as we could... and as you'll read... that's just what we did.

The day came...  I said goodbye to my mother (who we spent the last couple days with) and we were off.  I really didn't say too much to the "area"...  I can always come back.  It's not a goodbye, it's a "see ya later".

We literally drove 12 hours that day.  We drove down to interstate 40 and just kept driving.  We clocked in nearly 900 miles that day.

The second day is where we actually stopped to see places...

Day two was much more interesting...

Cadillac Graveyard.  Shot on the Sony A7III with the Tamron 28-75mm 2.8

You see... in Texas there is  this place called the Cadillac Graveyard #Cadillacgraveyard.  

Around this area, Reyna asked if we would stop there.  I hesitated at this point.  We had been driving for over 20 hours at this point (in total).  I didn't want to lose any momentum. Needless to say, I caved and said yes.  I'm really glad we did.

When you arrive at the graveyard - you travel along this long paved road off of the highway.  If you access it correctly from the east, you actually don't see the graveyard from the interstate at all.  It's just a long paved access road along the highway.

Once you travel long enough (about a mile) - you see it.  To be honest, from the road, you wouldn't think much of it at all.  We actually pulled up, parked, and debated on whether we should get out, setup the camera, and take photos of it.  But I'm really glad we did.  We walked the quarter mile down the "path" and were met by these vehicles.

The idea behind these vehicles are interesting.  I haven't gathered enough information on why the vehicles were buried here... but the owners of the place allow you to make your mark on the vehicles with paint.  They supply the paint - all you have to do is go there and place your mark.  

The layers of spray paint on these cars are mind blowing.

The amount of layers...

Take a look at the photo to the right (or below if you're on mobile).  The layers of paint on the wheel are incredible.  Think about it for a minute...

Painting a Car in the Cadillac Graveyard

Paint Buildup on a Wheel in the Cadillac Graveyard

How many people do you think have painted on that tire alone to create a dripping effect off of it.  Those of you who know me - know I love history and thinking back on how things were...  I would have loved to have been here to paint on these buried vehicles the moments they were placed in the ground.  Below are a few more photos that we were able to capture while we were there...

Portrait of the Cars in the Cadillac Graveyard

After we took these photos, we headed back to the car, hopped in, turned around, and hit the highway again.

More driving, until Arizona...

The Painted Desert.  Shot on the Sony A7III and the Tamron 28-75mm. 

To paint a bit more of a picture...  at this point in the story - we had been driving for a total of roughly 28 hours.  Mind you, we had stopped off twice to sleep.  The first night was a straight sh*t-hole.  The second night was a really nice place in New Mexico.

The last (or second) place we wanted to stop off at was the Painted Desert in Arizona.  We knew it was something we wanted to experience, even if it was only for an hour or so.  So that's what we set off to do that day (the third and final)...

We followed the GPS straight into the desert, made our way to the NPS guard shack and paid to get in.  

To the left (or below) is the first pull-off spot.

Ill be honest with you guys (and ladies), I'm torn about a location as this.  You all need to remember - I come from a place that's filled with green during the spring and summer.  There's a ton of color in the fall and dead in the winter.

There's a beauty in the land on the majority of the east coast.  I don't know if that's the same when it comes to the west coast (or at least the desert).

Think about it - when you look at the lower western half of the United States, everything is a desert.  Nothing grows.

A place like San Diego is a little blob of civilization in the middle of quite a large desert...

My thoughts of it all...

I guess you could say there's beauty in a place like this. 

It's all ion the eye of the beholder, really.  I can see a bit of the beauty here.  The desert really has been "painted".  There's about every color in the spectrum here in this desert.

You have the dark oranges/reds in a lot of the sand.  Then you have the scorched white sand in other areas.  You even have green in some of the very few pieces of vegetation that's (somehow) able to grow out there. 

The formation of sand and rock is quite interesting as well.  If you take a look at photo 9 - and read the text - it'll tell you how old this landscape really is.  You'll also find a lot of petrified wood in this area - seeing as there are parts of it that are the petrified forest.  

That's the part that fascinates me.  The vastness of the landscape amazes me a little as well - but the landscape has nothing on anything on the east coast (for the most part).  Am I glad we went? Of course!  Would I pay to go back (and drive another 6+ hours to get there)? Probably not. 

Below are some other photos we were able to get while we were there.

A Raven taking a break in the shade within the painted desert.

8 More hours...

I'm going to keep this last section quite short - barbecue if you have made it this far, I applaud you.  You actually read all 11 words...  Bravo!

It took roughly 8 more hours to make it into the heart of San Diego from the desert.

Honestly, there wasn't much about the drive that was difficult (other than actually driving it).  We didn't hit much traffic and nothing went wrong.  Actually, come to think of it - it was about the only thing that went smooth since.  

Stick around and read my next blog post to find out how sh*t really hit the fan once we made it home.  It'll include the 2 1/2 weeks of time after we made it to San Diego.

Until then - thank you as always for reading!


I have been taking photos and film since I was a child. Now that I'm in my mid 30's, I want to share with the world what I have learned over the years. I attempt to live every day to the fullest and share that with you through my blog. I am an electrician by trade and photo and video lie within the "hobby" aspect of my life at the moment. It's what I'm truly passionate about.
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