Fresno Acura is accepting donations of bottled water, Gatorade/Powerade, packaged snacks, hand sanitizer, and hand wipes and coordinating with the Sheriff's Department to put these items in the hands of firefighters. If you are in the area and can help move livestock, you can visit Creek Fire Facebook Crisis Response page. You can also make donations to the Red Cross.
The whole "not having to work a day in your life if you enjoy what you are doing" is somewhat misleading. Most people have to work whether you’re in a corporate office or juggling life and family as a stay at home parent. There are still difficult obstacles to overcome and problems to face. However, if you are genuinely passionate about what you do, then you don’t mind putting in the work to make something amazing.
I would give them no choice in the matter, and just picked them up and took them somewhere. Especially, the friends who came from that tiny rural town.
I paused for a moment and glanced up to see if I would need to dodge any more animals falling from the sky. I was already 13 miles into the 17-mile hike I had planned to do the day before my trek. ‘Damn. I really am out here,’ I thought to myself.
I was already halfway up the mountain when I briefly thought about turning back in my head that made no sense. I was already here on the mountain. I quickly and confidently checked my bag for my throwing knives and figured that I would be alright. I was already in the middle of doing something that I wanted to do, and I was going to finish it anyway.
It seems like every year around this time; I take off to help or visit someone. This is the second time I spontaneously decided to drive to Texas, planned a trip overnight, and then flawlessly executed it without skipping a beat.
With everyone holding up in their homes, technology has become the tool that is keeping us united. However, it REALLY would have sucked if this happened back when I was poking people on Facebook, hanging tacky wall flair.
To say the desert is absolutely gorgeous is an understatement. I’ve happily gotten up before the sunrise to stare out at a ridge of mountains only to lose my mind to childlike wonder. You feel small when you rest your eyes upon it all, but also free.
It’s been eleven years since the first and latest time I had to bypass the grapevine heading south to avoid a snowstorm.
If you asked me a year ago if I would be the ambassador for the Los Angeles chapter of the international hiking group, Hiker Babes, whose mission is to unite women who share a passion for the outdoors into a community, I would have laughed.