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Wondering what to do with a free day in an unfamiliar town? You can turn to the Internet for ideas. Or you can ask Mom. We were visiting Modesto for a family wedding. It was scheduled for late afternoon, which left the day open for exploring.
Sitting in a camp chair on a Friday night and staring at the view, I couldn't help but wonder if this was the best real estate bargain on the California coast.
The harder the hike, the sweeter the reward. At least in theory, anyway. But when your calves are screaming, and your lungs are begging you to stop, the pain of reality pushes philosophical pondering aside.
If our hike was a feature-length movie, the audience would have started yelling, "Don't go that way!" when we considered the shortcut.
For over a decade, Inside SCV Magazine's Travel Editor Eric Harnish has shared his trips, family - and heart - with our readers, who never miss a chance to tell us that his article is their favorite read of the month.
If you accuse me of being a creature of habit when it comes to visiting Ventura, I must plead guilty. But, to my credit, I'm taking steps toward reform.
Looking to get outside and stretch our legs one weekend, but with yet another storm leaving hiking trails muddy and slippery, we opted for an urban hike exploring LA's hidden staircases.
As we pulled into the driveway just after 11pm, my daughter Brooke pronounced our evening outing a "10 out of 10."
As museums go, the Los Angeles Holocaust Museum is not large, at least when measured by square footage or the number of items on display. But it's big enough.
I have a confession: This story happened because my youngest daughter often lives life as an only child. Her three older siblings have either moved away or work a ton. That leaves her as the only child consistently at home. Which means I say "yes" to things I never would have agreed to with my other kids. And that's how April and I ended up at The Grove on a recent Sunday afternoon instead of napping.
Seven guys. Six months of training. 5am departure. Four weeks of wondering. Three nights of camping. Two days of riding. One flat tire.
Sitting in the sand at Malibu's Westward Beach on a recent Saturday, I had a sudden, somewhat-sad realization: this was our first summer family beach day.
As April and I headed south on Interstate 5 toward Highland Park Bowl, the conversation inevitably turned to when we bowled last.
Looking for solitude in a national park? Go backpacking. Few people are willing to camp in the backcountry, so it's the easiest way to escape the crowds and have the wilderness (mostly) to yourself.
While hiking may not be a top-of-mind activity for most San Diego visitors, an abandoned rail line makes for a worthy detour from the city's typical tourist destinations.
After a winter of near-record-setting rain - and even snow - in Santa Clarita you might be craving sunshine.
A day that started late, and with the vaguest semblance of a plan, turned out to be one that yielded worthwhile discoveries.
If green means go, then the mountains around Santa Clarita are displaying a clear sign that now is the time to explore.
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