Well, time sure does fly when you get older. More than half a year has gone by and I’ve been pretty busy. Now that I have a little bit of down time maybe I can get some blog going.

We decided to do a Death Valley trip at the end of 2015 over winter break. Living in socal I have spent a lot of time in the surrounding deserts, and in terms of awesomeness and scale, Death Valley takes the cake.

After a few hours of driving out of LA, we turned off the highway onto a small dirt road. Following the trail we slowly meandered into the valley. After a while the road turned and the valley opened up below us. I was awestruck by its grandeur. The vista is endless, mountains on both sides seem impossibly far away, tinted blue with haze. The lighting seemed different too, in this desolate and alien landscape, I felt like I was no longer on earth, but maybe a little like Matt Damon trekking across the surface of another planet. The view across the valley was so grand that the camera does it injustice. One has to be here to really experience fully. Since we left a little late, the light was slowly dying. We hurried to our first destination.

The salt-flats and the devils golf course.

We made it into the campsite and setup our shop. Nights in the desert is cold especially in the winter. We huddled around our fire and made beans and chili. Eventually we all got too cold and called it a night.

The next morning started early. I woke up to the view of the shadow of the mountain looming over the campsite. With the sun slowly peeking out behind it, lighting up the valley. Slow and groggy, we broke camp and made for the sand dunes.

The next stop was Ubehebe Crater. By now we are starting to leave the vast expansiveness of the valley and are starting to head for the hills. Around here the clouds slowly gathered and the day became overcast. Looking over the valley from the top of the crater, I felt like I was on the planet of prometheus, looking over a landscape devoid of life. The next part of the trip was the real excursion.

After a few hours of getting shaken around over dirt bumps and rocks, we made it to the race track. The Death Valley landmark made famous by its mysterious moving rocks. It was already getting late during the day and dim lighting made the entire place a little ominous. The grandstand was a dark silhouette jutting out of the pale lake bed, while the clouds hung low and swirled around covering the surrounding mountains in a dull grey mist. The whole place seemed shrouded in mystique, it was easy to see why there are so many theories surrounding these mysterious rocks.

The second night camping was decidedly more rough. We pulled in around midnight because of a slight issue in navigation. By then snow was already starting to fall in the mountains, and we were climbing higher. By the time we reached the camp the wind was howling through the trees and kicking up snow from the ground. Luckily we still had a lot of fire wood left so we set up in the snow. After a while the snow stopped and the clouds cleared to reveal the moon slowly creeping out of the tree line. The fire kept us warm enough for the night but we decided to sleep in the cars that night. Next morning we woke up and saw a slight dusting of snow over everything around us, but as the sun came out, all the snow slowly melted away. After a light breakfast we packed up and continued to on to the last part of the journey.

Coming out of the west side of the valley we were greeted by a vast forest of Joshua trees. On the side of the trail there was an abandoned mine site, with a pretty well stocked and maintained cabin. We explored for a little bit but it was just a day before new years, and we still had a lot of miles left to go before getting back to LA.

It’s been a while for me to post anything here. I don’t really have any exciting reasons beyond more of the regular reasons. Ever since I have come back from China, life has been fairly mundane. My days consists of counting the slow but steady passing of the clock and my week the count down to the weekend. Starting August I moved up north to work for Apple, it has been a good learning experience, but I have found myself missing you guys dearly.

Over all, I would say 2015 has been a great year. I’ve had some adventures, loved some and lost some. I’ve traveled to places that I’ve never been before, talked to people that I’ve never met, listened to music that I’ve never heard and tasted foods that I’ve never eaten. I’ve experienced many new things and met most of my goals set out at the beginning of the year, and I’ve also spent a lot of time in your great company. Now that it’s time for a new year, I’m a little sad for the previous year to be over, as it means our time together is cut shorter a little, at the same time I’m looking forward to the opportunities that lay ahead.

As we are getting older, and with the passing of each year, more and more of you are moving on to the next steps of your lives, getting married, having babies, settling down. I am very proud of these of you and the huge steps you are taking, at the same time I’m feeling a little lonesome in my little corner of bachelor living. I’m not one for always trying to catch up but maybe it’s at least time for me to be a bit more responsible and start thinking about the future. I’ve had my up and downs this year but overall I feel like I’m growing as an adult.

For 2016, I won’t propose any dramatic changes, or resolve to morph into a whole new person. Resolutions can be broken, and bad habits creep back in a short time. I want to aim for continuous improvement and growth. I aim to keep on being creative, and to expand my horizons ever farther. As for this blog, I’m will try to update it more often. And for you, whoever is reading, I hope I can bring you the beauty that I see. If a picture is worth a thousand words, then I hope the pictures I post here can conjure little words of my wonder and awe, if only for a short moment.

June started off with a night time track event at Streets of Willow. It’s the first time I’ve been to a night track event. Definitely a completely different experience. Not having to wake up at 5am is also pretty nice.

We got there at a comfy 4pm to prep.

Willow Springs International Raceway is located at the edge of the Mojave Desert near Rosamond CA. About an hour away from Los Angeles.

As we raced into the night, we were greeted by a low and bright honeymoon.

June is also filled with good weather here in LA, and good friends, some old and some new.

A two day road trip to Yosemite National Park, Mono Lake and Bodie seems like the perfect way to finish the month.

overlooking the valley at Glacier Point.

Somewhere deep into the forest. New pine needles are glowing a fluorescent green after the rain.

The second day was gloomy over the valley.

On the other side of the park at Mono Lake tho it was nice and sunny with a slight breeze.

Bodie, once upon a time the 3rd largest city in California.

Chinatown, where Chinese people used to live on the edge of town, maintaining a separate existence.

Driving back to the bay area on Sonora Pass, the epic scenery just does not stop.