Reflecting in the Redwoods, Big Sur

Few places in this world will make you reflect on the life you chose like Big Sur, California. Unless you chose to make a life living amongst the Giant Redwoods overlooking the wild California coastline from a cliffside yurt. 

If we’re honest with ourselves, it’s difficult to justify the lives we’ve created as modern humans. Were we really intended to spend our days and nights sitting in an office with our necks hunched forward, eyes straining for hours peering into the synthetic glow of our computer screens, our legs and spine cramping from days-months-years of this sedentary industry? Had this been the work we were designed for, would our bodies not have evolved differently? 

No. If we’re honest with ourselves we would recognize this lifestyle for what it is, unnatural. The aches and pains we feel in our bodies from the atrophying effects of this life aren’t necessary. If we’re honest with ourselves we would realize that we might be better suited for walking, running, jumping, lifting, pulling, climbing, hunting, sweating, loving, creating, and expressing. As opposed to spending our lives in pursuit of the largest deposit into our bank account regardless of what this means to our physical and emotional constitution, we might choose to spend our lives on a labor which also enriches our living experience, thus allowing us to develop into a healthier happier version of our natural-self. The “pursuit of happiness” may be due for an updated definition. Big Sur helps us formulate this new definition.  

For generations people have come to Big Sur to reconnect. To recharge their bodies and minds by reengaging with an environment and lifestyle dramatically different from what we are accustomed to, but one which we are better suited. It’s no coincidence that visitors to Big Sur tend to have similar, “welcome home” experiences when they arrive. Some say that they believe they lived here in previous lives as Esalen Indians, traders, or Spanish settlers. Others grew up reading the works of Robinson Jeffers, Jack Kerouac and Henry Miller; returning, for the first time, to the place of vast natural beauty that so inspired the musings of these intensely creative people. Whatever the reason, there is no doubt that Big Sur helps rekindle a primitive fire which in our modern lives has died down to a barely glowing ember. 

Camping under the bough of a California Redwood may be the one of the best ways to experience Big Sur, but the vast network of local accommodations are a terrific balance of connection to the natural environment and modern luxuries. Not a bad way to be reintroduced to the “real world”. An accommodation gateway experience, if you will. Take our word for it, after a dose of native Big Sur hospitality you will find yourself pursuing harder doses of the natural life to calm the anxiety of your ever-restless primitive self. 

This is a small piece of paradise. The Redwood Giants are your hosts, the ancient coastline your lobby. 

This is Big Sur, California.

This is the Modern Innkeeper. 

Often, when following the trail which meanders over the hills, I pull myself up in an effort to encompass the glory and the grandeur which envelopes the whole horizon. Often, when the clouds pile up in the north and the sea is churned with white caps, I say to myself: “This is the California that men dreamed of years ago, this is the Pacific that Balboa looked out on from the Peak of Darien, this is the face of the earth as the Creator intended it to look.”
— Henry Miller

Modern Innkeeper

Modern Innkeeper, San Luis Obispo, CA, USA