My First Trip to California: A Journey of Solitude, Nature, and Self-Discovery
Have you ever taken a trip that quietly, yet profoundly, changed how you see yourself?
A few years ago, I did exactly that. I packed a bag, boarded my first-ever flight, and headed to Northern California—alone. It wasn’t just about crossing a destination off a bucket list or bringing home a camera roll full of redwoods and city views, but something far more personal: clarity, confidence, and a subtle transformation I hadn’t expected.
Why Northern California?
There was always something romantic about the West Coast. Growing up in East Coast in the suburbs, I’d absorbed a certain mythology around California—especially the Bay Area. It was the imagery of the 1960s: free-spirited hippies in San Francisco, escaping into the woods, dancing beneath towering redwoods. That blend of radical creativity, counterculture, and epic natural landscapes was something out of a movie for me.
When it came time to pick a place for my first solo adventure, it had to be San Francisco and the redwood national park. I wanted to follow those mythic images and see if the stories held any truth.
Firsts That Shaped Me
This trip was a series of firsts:
My first time on a plane
First solo trip
First car rental
First time navigating a brand new place with no one but myself to rely on
Every one of those moments pushed me out of my comfort zone. And while there were nerves, there was also excitement—because being alone in a new place gives you permission to become someone new. It sparks something inside of you.
San Francisco: Beautiful Chaos and Character
San Francisco was exactly as weird and wonderful as I hoped it would be. The hilly streets, the old Victorian homes, the fog rolling in at random times and locations nearly blinding me. There’s something poetic about how the way a city can hold both grit and grace in equal measure.
I walked nearly all of the neighborhoods, sat with my journal, and just tried to see as much as I possibly could. That in itself was a challenge—resisting the urge to be productive, to check things off a list. But letting go of structure is where the real experience began.
Into the Redwoods: The Stillness That Speaks
After a few days in the city, I drove north toward Redwoods National Park. Just me, some snacks, and a Spotify playlist guiding me through winding roads going north up California’s coast. Ranch lands and dry grass gave way to rocky cliffs which in turn gave way to smaller sequoia trees. Every hair pin turn felt like an alien environment.
I landed in Eureka after about 8 hours of driving and a lot of pit stops to appreciate the abundance of landscapes I had never encountered before. I spent the next 4 days waking up early, throwing on my gear and heading out into the forest with only one goal in mind. See as many giant trees as possible. I felt small in the best way.
I wasn’t thinking about work, responsibilities, or anything to be honest. I was just there. Present. Grateful. Grounded.
Lessons from the Road
That trip taught me more than I anticipated. Here are a few reflections that might resonate if you’re considering your own solo journey:
Discomfort is growth in disguise. The awkwardness of figuring things out alone is what teaches you you’re capable.
Nature rewires your brain. Being away from screens, surrounded by something ancient and alive, shifts your perspective fast.
You don’t have to be “doing” to be evolving. Some of the most profound changes happen in stillness and silence.
Mythologies are meant to be explored. Whether it’s a place, a dream, or a version of yourself—you owe it to yourself to see what’s real.
Would I Go Back?
In a heart beat. That first trip to California wasn't just about a place. It was about building a relationship with solitude, with exploration, and ultimately, with myself.
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If the story resonated with you, or if you’re thinking about taking a solo trip of your own, I’d love to hear from you in the comments.