Woke up at 3:30 am East Coast time, boarded the plane at 4:45, and I was California bound once again. I arrived in San Diego at 9:30 am Pacific Time, and Zach and I were already trying to figure out what adventure to begin next. Our love for hiking has grown so much since he has moved here. He told me about this of this “off the path” trail with a waterfall that he had heard about. I love waterfalls and being from the east coast that’s all my family did on vacations when I was growing up… hiking to waterfalls. The hike was called 3 Sisters Waterfall Trail, so Zach, Brad (Zach’s brother), and I got ready and set off on an adventure.
Driving to the trail was mostly curvy back roads, once we got about 10 miles from the trail we hit a dirt road, and at this point we had only hoped that we were going in the right direction. There were about 10 cars at the trail head, so to me that seemed promising. I had read that the trail was only about 3 miles. 3 miles! I run 3 miles a couple times a week, how hard could it be? Oh I was so wrong. Continue reading “3 Sisters Waterfall Trail”