I woke up on Monday morning with desire to escape the bleak weather of Toronto, which had become intolerable over recent weeks and to take a break from editing weddings and other photo work (we all know I work too much!).
By 10am I was booked on an evening flight out to Las Vegas to meet with my friend and fellow adventurer Taylor, who would become my partner in crime for the next 48 hours. Yes, only two days. Because of our busy shooting schedules and the piles of work waiting for us back in our studios, we could only manage to take a few days off – but any sun is better than none!
We had our work cut out for us. Itinerary as follows:
Landing in Vegas at midnight Monday, touring the strip, getting a few hours of sleep in, renting a car and driving through the desert to LA, hanging out in Santa Monica, Malibu and Hollywood, sleep, waking up and driving back out to Vegas in order to catch a morning flight out on Thursday.
In hindsight, we really should have made this a one way trip from Cali to Vegas – next time!

While waiting in the YYZ terminal (Toronto) I was able to test out my gear. Interesting note : security won’t let you bring a tube of toothpaste on board, yet little black boxes with antennas poking out of them, labeled with the words “Transmit” (over a big button no less) didn’t seem to phase them.

High in the sky… It’s all business for some.

After a few hours of sleep at the Monte Carlo, we were off into the desert in our brand new rental. There really isn’t much going on between Vegas and LA other then the odd abandoned gas station, and lone casino aiming to hook the last few dollars out those departing the state.

The salty air of Santa Monica was a welcome sensation after 6 hours of driving. Also appreciated was the cheap (and free!) parking in and around the city. I sometime wonder why it costs $25/day to park my car in Toronto (Mayor Miller, take note!) when it’s free after 6pm in LA.

I have to say that Malibu is one place I found difficult to part with. Surf. Sand. More free parking. Sunsets. Mountains. Enough said!
Off to Hollywood!

We enjoyed a fantastic dinner and a movie with friends in Hollywood and then called it a night. The next morning we hiked up into the mountains, which are a lot steeper and taller than one would think!
When people talk about the smog in LA being bad, they really mean it! The pollution from the city is pressed up against the mountains due to the sea breeze and has no chance to escape. Looking down from the peaks, you can barely make out the distant buildings.

Nothing beats the heat like a little dessert in the desert! Our trusty rental also made it through the 500 mile journey across the sun baked terrain. One of the highlights of the trip from Vegas to LA was a 17 mile long descent with a 4000 ft grade. I’m guessing that after passing over it twice, this new Dodge Caliber needs new brake pads!
Along the way, we ran into a ghost town called Calico. Now I don’t know if this was a legitimate ghost town, but it sure looked the part with it’s weathered buildings, abandoned mine shafts and other gold rush artifacts.

The sunsets in the desert are just unbelievable. The sand in the desert haze refracts the light, producing vibrant colors that wash the desert basins.
And so this concludes the adventure. Back to the studio and that pile of work!
- Jon