A couple of weeks ago, my friend Kezia and I, along with her dog Apollo, traveled north a bit to hike around Interstate State Park and take in some autumn sunshine. The cool thing about Interstate is that it coexists with both Minnesota and Wisconsin (hence the name), along the bluffs of the St. Croix River, not too far from where I grew up. 

I am going to be honest and let you know that ever since I left California, I have been ridiculously homesick for the scenery. Seeing my West Coast friends post photos of their mountain hikes and beachside lounging makes me envious, because I had that and I left it behind, knowing full well that I would miss it when I was gone. 

But this region is gorgeous too. We have seasons, which means the landscape changes every few months, from bright green, to yellows and oranges and browns, to white and gray, to pinks and purples. Alive and dead, hot and cold. In the North, we have it all. And that was something that I missed when I wasn't here. 

I love exploring new parks with friends, and Kezia and I could not believe our good luck when it came to the weather (although we shouldn't have been surprised, because this fall has been amazing). I'm hoping to do a more thorough photo/travel series of all of the Minnesota State Parks over the next couple of years (as well as a smattering of Wisconsin and Michigan parks) as a part of this whole North Project thing I'm working on, so this was a good test run. If there's anything any of you would appreciate learning about various state parks, whether it be logistics, good hiking trails, or history, please let me know! In the meantime, enjoy some Interstate in the fall.