Solstice Canyon.

Today Katie, Dom and I went on Malibu's famous Solstice Canyon "hike." It's not really a hike, its more like a nature walk since there's no up-hill, down-hill, bouldering, unkempt trails or areas that make you question why you're there in the first place. It's a paved road, followed by a long dirt path that at one point I could have easily mistaken for the tarmac at LAX.

There was a girl there that must have been "at one with nature" because she literally walked up with her tiny toy poodle behind us, stripped herself of her clothing minus a bikini that looked painted on and went for a swim under the waterfall... Which this time of year isn't much of a waterfall and the water below it is very slow moving and in some parts totally stagnant. The water was filled with mosquitoes, those other bugs that just hang out on to of the water that look super creepy, a million tadpoles and frogs. lots and lots of frogs. I guess if she doesn't mind the possibility of a tadpole swimming up her vagina, then good for her. She was just weird and I don't know how to better explain that SHE WAS WEIRD.

Aside from the creepy hippie chick, the walk is really beautiful. At the end of the trail there's a 30 foot water fall which is pretty. It's on the property of the "Roberts," which was built in 1950 something and burned down in 1982. Among the house ruins are like 12381029831092830912830982038 fireplaces which are still standing. It must have been a really awesome house at one point in time. The walk way to the waterfall and the little chapel or whatever it was pre-fire is really neat. It's like a little hidden gem in the Malibu hills.