When transversing the I5 to and from Los Angeles, always expect traffic for no good reason whatsoever. While Mike and I had gotten to Los Angeles just fine without any hiccups, the trip back, not so much. We had been cruising along just fine, until sudden, immovable standstill traffic came to haunt us. Turns out a completely pointless “accident” had occured much further ahead. Luckily, we were close to several exits, so we could find a way around this mess. But something caught our eyes as we were riding along the exit: Fort Tejon State Historic Park. Maybe we could just spend some time here so that the traffic resolves itself in the next hour.
It was indeed worth every minute. The Park was absolutely serene, with very little signs of people other than the Park ranger in the distance. In this spot of complete bliss, I saw California’s natural form, or at least, a perspective that people hundreds of years ago would have seen. One of the structures looks like a little house in the prairie with hills/mountains towering in the background. There were several notable Oak trees; some fallen, some still standing. Despite the I5 being so close, the only noises were that of nature. Just be sure to stay on visible paths/trails, as there are rattle snakes in the area.