My favorite time was as a kid, when my parents, brother, and I did just that. We brought the camp stove and mom made us breakfast at the point. Those photos are in a box in my dad's closet, but this one is from a solo trip I took to Hawaii during my freshman year in college. The friend I was staying with slept in, but I slipped out to the beach to catch the sunrise.
|Jan. 1, 1995 Iroquois Point, Ewa Beach, Hawaii|
|July 27, 2014, Cadillac Mountain, Acadia National Park, Maine|
I think, technically, I am a "morning person." During the school year, though, when my alarm goes off at 5:00AM, I do not feel like a morning person. If there are degrees of morning people, I'm like a "Seven AM" morning person.
But when it comes to adventures, the early morning hours are magical.
|Morning sunlight = beautiful photographs|
|Adventure Husband, March 9, 2013, Sunrise at Ferry Beach, Scarborough, ME (with Orson and Finn)|
When we headed out on our last road trip, we left at 4:30 AM. Jon's onto something when he says, "no matter what time we leave, it still feels like we've been driving forever by 3PM. We might as well be three or four hours further along at that point."
|June 23, 2016, 8:08 AM--nearly four hours into the trip, en route to Kokomo, IN from Freeport, ME|
Early Sunday mornings are perfect for getting to know a city--the roads are clear, you can take your time. Jon likes to get his hair cut on Saturdays by 7AM--who wants to waste the day in line at the barber shop?
And of course, Dog Beach is best (and in the summer only available) early in the morning.
|Love those long morning shadows.|
July 3, 2016, 7:17 AM, Higgins Beach, Scarborough, ME
But then, sleeping in sometimes is nice, too.