Living the Dream Along the Trans Catalina Island Trail

Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks and I said out loud, “That's it. That is why I am doing this.”

The revelation of why I was there came about day three along the Trans Catalina Island Trail (TCT). As usually happens on a retreat, I entered this one wondering why I was doing it. Something within me pulled me there for reason. I missed the California coast and it's incredible ocean waves and wanted to see the beauty and wonders of Catalina Island. As a strong, powerful, determined, healthy, happy woman, I knew I could do hard things. My goal was to find the magic and wonder, mystery and intrigue, of Catalina Island. I planned to look for that wonder around every corner, plant, rock, and cloud. I intended to let nature guide the way, listen to my intuition, and find peace and joy among the challenges.

I started training for this hike in March immediately after signing up. This was my fifth retreat with Bigger Life Adventures, and I knew it would be a difficult hike across Catalina Island, sleeping four nights in a tent along the way. Carrie sent me a sample training plan, and I quickly worked to create my own. After long hours on the treadmill at steep inclines, local hikes up and down the Illinois River valley hills, intense yoga asana and mindfulness work, and physical therapy for my newly identified moderate scoliosis, I was ready. I flew to Los Angelos, stayed in a hotel near the Catalina Express ferry in San Pedro, and was well rested and ready to begin my adventure. 

Day 1, May 14, 2026. “I did it! I hiked the first day well and I am so proud of my accomplishment. I feel good.”

Figure 1. Day 1 hiking the Trans Catalina Trail.

Day one began with a short Uber ride to the ferry where I found Carrie and Zach by their car. There were eight people in our group: Carrie and Zach from Bigger Life Adventures and their helper Magan, as well as Quinn, Colleen, Dan, Betsi, and me. We caught the ferry about 8:30 a.m. The ferry boat went slow until they got out of the bay and then it picked up speed. Dolphins jumped alongside the boat during our 75-minute ride to Catalina Island. After docking in Avalon, we got our bags and helped unload all the supplies, taking it all to a gear haul truck. Aaron transported our gear from campsite to campsite across the island so all we had to carry while hiking was a day pack. 

Figure 2. Gear haul truck (picture from day 4).

The first part of our hike was through town, about a mile, then we turned onto the trail. This was the part I was worried about. It goes up 1,700 feet for 1.5 miles. I found it was much easier than expected. I didn't get my usual breathlessness at the beginning of hiking. Plants lined the trail and many were starting to bloom. At the top of the hill was a shade structure so we stopped there to eat our lunch that Zach had made us - a vegan chickpea-salad burrito. That, along with a Nuun hydration water, helped revive me for the rest of the day’s hike.

The trail from there was much easier. We walked up and down smaller hills, on the road some, but mostly on narrow foot paths through the vegetation. Occasionally we saw signs of bison. Two big bull bison were at TCT-mile 5 near the playground where we were supposed to get water. They were too close, so we had to wait for the next hydrant. I had enough water but wanted to be sure. I carried two liters in my backpack’s water bladder and another liter in a water bottle. Twice a day I added a Nuun hydration tablet to the water bottle. My daypack also included a raincoat (that I never used), snacks (Cliff bars, trail mix, and granola bars), emergency medicine (that I didn’t use), a 3x5” notebook for journaling along the way, and two handkerchiefs. I kept it as light as possible. 

Figure 3. Watching the bison on our hike to the water source.

I used deep nose breathing on hills and I think it helped. I fell into a steady gate with deep nose breaths every 2-3 breaths. I had researched this prior to hiking and found the extra oxygen helped a lot going uphill. I also was skilled at using my trekking poles, with proper positions going up and down hill. I mostly hiked alone in the middle of the pack, yet I was usually only a few minutes behind the leaders. 

The final climb that day was the hardest. It went right by another big bison that they later called George. I quickened my pace through there, finding a burst of energy to power up that hill. The trail to camp was level but seemed long. Finally, I made it to the campground. I was tired and sore, but very happy with my effort on day one. 

Figure 4. George the bison was close to the trail at the top of a steep hill.

The campground was open and dry, and we couldn’t have a fire there. Our campsite had a few big pines and one large Deodar cedar. It was very cold and chilly there after the sun went down. Every day I got hot hiking on the trail, then cool at night. I wore a sun shirt while hiking and I think it kept me cooler. As soon as I arrived at camp, I set up my tent on the edge by some grasses. I really wanted to crawl in and lay down but knew I needed to stay up a few more hours. I put my camp chair together and sat outside waiting on the others to arrive. 

Figure 5. My tent on night 1 of the TCT.

Supper was great. We had noodles, fried tofu, broccoli, peanut sauce, salad, and Tulsi tea. I ate a bowl full and that was enough. I was cold, sore, and tired. Carrie did a short yoga with Magan, Colleen, and me. We did short stretches, which felt great. I used my yoga towel for yoga. It was almost too light weight on the rocky, sandy surface but still worked well. At one point a wind burst blew Colleen and my towels up and around us at the same time and made us laugh.

Day 1 Stats

• Avalon to Blackjack Campground
• 11 miles; 6 hours; 3,339 feet gain
• “Easier than expected.”

Day 2, Friday May 15, 2026. “What a beautiful morning at Blackjack Camp. I am rested and getting ready for another day of hiking. My impression of my first day and night is that it is much easier than I expected. Today I plan to settle in and saunter. It is a much shorter hike to Little Harbors.”

I slept well my first night on the trail. I went in my tent about 8:30. It was a little cold at first on my legs. I wished that I'd brought my Under Armour pants but instead wrapped my sweatshirt around my legs. I listened to a Calm app sleep story on my iPad and got sleepy. When I turned on brown noise I went immediately to sleep, feeling safe, secure, and happy in my tent. Mark was in an identical tent 2,000 miles away in Arkansas on a moto trip. I was able to text him when I arrived because I had a signal. He was tired too. It gave me peace of mind to hear from him.

Figure 6. Mark's identical tent 2,000 miles away in Arkansas.

I woke early and cleaned up before crawling out of my tent, brushing my teeth and using body wipes to clean up. I had another laugh that morning. I was waiting behind two guys at the water spigot when it malfunctioned and water went everywhere. We all laughed despite the people still sleeping in tents near us. Magan told us to go to the other spigot. I went first and two earwigs came out. Oh well, I refilled my water bottle and water bladder and was ready for the day. 

I started each morning with excellent coffee that Zach made in the French press. A pair of California quail ran past me and were so cute. I ran the Merlin bird app occasionally and added many new birds to my life list. There was so much to analyze in nature there. 

Figure 7. California quail.

We did a few stretches at camp and sang an inspirational chant after an oatmeal breakfast, then hit the trail soon after 8:00 a.m. I walked slower and looked around more. I really liked the trail that day. I walked alone in the middle again and quickly settled into a great saunter, connecting with the majesty around me. The magic of Catalina was strong that morning. Hummingbirds and other birds flew around me. Songbirds sang to me along the trail. In a valley along a narrow trail, there were old California oak trees. I stopped to touch one and it seemed happy to have me there. I thanked it for sharing its space with me. Under the oaks was an island fox. A spotted towhee bird said hello from the branches. Later I touched an opuntia and felt its longevity and patience.

Figure 8. California scrub oak in a valley that gave me inspiration during my TCT hike.

Our first stop was the airport where I ate a breakfast burrito and had hot tea. There was a good phone signal there, so I sent some messages to let family know I was doing well. After that, I sauntered along at my usual pace, alone in the middle, enjoying the vast, sweeping views and occasional glimpses of the ocean.

About 6.5 miles into the day’s hike (TCT mile 17.5), I got tired and my right big toe started to hurt. I stopped to take off my sock but didn't have band aids in my pack to slow the growing blister. I had on the wrong socks, and they didn't wick moisture like the merino wool socks I’d used the day before. 

Figure 9. View when I took a break to check my bad socks and new blister.

At about TCT mile 18 was a shade table, so I sat down to rest. I had just heard a western meadowlark and enjoyed hearing its melodic song. I wrote in my 3x5 notebook, “I am tired and sore. Why was I doing this? Is this some sort of vision quest?” I had a slight headache. However, all along the way the plants called to me when I needed a break or some inspiration. Tiny flowers along the trail begged to be noticed. 

Figure 10. Sand heliotrope along hiking trail.

As I climbed one hill, I started to formulate a song in my head and sang it out loud to myself. It had many versions but mostly went like this. 

• Put one foot in front of the other, and soon you'll be walking along. 
• Put one foot in front of the other, and you'll see what's around the bend. 
• It's joy, mystery and fun. Let go of fear and doubt. Find magic in nature's bliss.

As I sat at the table, Zach and Betsi came along. I sang them the song, completing my secret mission for the trip and having a good laugh. Soon I was rested, revived, and ready for the final trek to camp.

I made it to Little Harbor Campground about 3:00 p.m. and though tired, set up my tent. It was tucked into a clearing beside large Canary Island date palms. From my little cove I could see more palms and the ocean. Waves rolled in loudly at times, but it looked rather calm. It had been cloudy and overcast all day, which made for very nice hiking conditions. At camp there was a cool breeze. Some of our group went for a swim but I sat in my camp chair to write in my journal, then climbed above for a better view of the area. 

Figure 11. View from my tent on night 2 at Little Harbor Campground.

We had a fun evening at camp. Carrie led us in yin yoga. There were some poses that I couldn't do due to aches and soreness. Sphinx pose was very painful on my lower back. I had my rolled up sleeping bag as a prop to put it under my hips and that helped. Windshield wipers with my legs didn't go as far as usual. The left supine twist hurt my left middle back. 

Zach made tacos with sweet potatoes and beans, and slaw. After supper he lit the campfire and we made smores. Dan kept catching his marshmallow on fire and couldn't seem to blow it out. We laughed and laughed. Zach and Carrie led us in some songs they made up about Catalina Island. I played the guitar and sang “Two Sparrows in a Hurricane”.

I was able to get a message from Mark using my iPhone’s satellite texting. It seemed to work but took a lot of extra effort. 

I pulled a card from the inspirational deck and got the squirrel. There were many on the island and they made large holes in the ground. The card said to be unpredictable, to know where I'm going, but don't always take the direct or planned route. Find the fun and adventurous route instead.

Figure 12. Catalina Island squirrel.

Day 2 Stats

• Blackjack Campground to Little Harbors Campground
• 8 miles; 6 hours (including lunch stop); 1,000 feet gain
• “Got tired about mile 7 (TCT-mile 18).”

Day 3, Saturday May 16, 2026. “Wow! That was a hard day! I did it and I did it well. I finished the harder over the top trail. It wasn't easy.”

I woke up rested on day three, sleeping well again in my little tent. I enjoyed morning coffee in my camp chair, surrounded by the palm trees. This was my favorite campsite of the trip. I watched ocean waves roll into shore with loud thunderous crashes and frothy surf. A house finch sang loudly above Zach and Carrie's tent. The mockingbirds were so prolific and active on the island. I wondered what they were saying to us.

That morning I wasn't sure yet if I was going to do the harder version of the hike or not. The TCT goes up and over Silver Peak, but there was an easier option to walk the road from town to camp after lunch.  We started at Little Harbors camp with breakfast and stretches. I took down my tent, packed everything up and hit the trail to Two Harbors soon after 8 a.m. 

The hike was mostly straight uphill the whole morning. It was gorgeous though walking the ridge along the ocean. It reminded me of being at Big Sur. I felt great during in the morning hike and saw some new plant types including some cacti and yarrow. 

Figure 13. Leaving Little Harbors Campground to climb up the TCT on day 3.

At the top of one hill, I stopped to watch the waves crash into the shore far below me. At that moment I had a revelation. I put my arms out wide and soaked in the Catalina magic. I felt freedom on that ridge. I heard the song “There is So Much Magnificence” by Steve Gold in my head. I thought maybe this was why I was here, to see this view again like I'd pictured in my head so many times listening to that song.

Figure 14. Watching the waves far below as I sang "There is so much magnificence near the ocean."

As I hiked along, I trudged up very steep inclines while ravens flew overhead. They seemed to urge me along. I heard mockingbirds serenade me the entire way giving me such inspiration. I wished that I was a bird to fly up to the top of the next hill. At the top there were misty dense clouds that covered us making the breezes even cooler, though still giving us a clear view of the ocean. It was hard at times to know where the ocean and sky met. They seemed to merge into one with various shades of blue. I saw a water droplet on an opuntia leaf, which was such an oxymoron, yet appropriate for a plant full of so much water.

Figure 15. I climbed to the top of this on day 3. Wow, what a view!

About two miles from town, as I was hiking up a steep road, I had another epiphany. Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks and I said out loud, “That's it. That is why I am doing this.” I realized that I was doing what I've always wanted to do since I was a child. I always wanted to do a cross-country backpacking trip, though I wanted the traditional look of a canvas knapsack, red-laced hiking boots, and wooden hiking staff. I even bought a sleeping bag in high school thinking I'd start a gear collection. Then life happened, societal norms sent me to college and to work, and I got into the grind of “normal” life. People kept telling me I couldn't, shouldn’t, it's too dangerous, it’s not for women, yet I never listened. I have always been a trailblazer, yet I never did the cross-country hike of my dreams - backpacking and camping in a tent along the way, mostly alone. Yes, I was with a group that gave me safety, security, and community, yet I mostly hiked alone and slept in my own tent. I had freedom to be me.

Figure 16. The point on the TCT when I realized why I was there.

We had lunch in the town of Two Harbors. I refilled all my water vessels since there was no water at the camp we were going to. I felt great at lunch so decided to do the harder hike to camp, another seven miles up and down the steepest sections of the TCT. I felt like I had trained so hard for this. I had fretted, planned, researched, questioned, and I knew I needed to do it.

On the way to the big hill, we stopped at a tree swing. I swung high and yelled with glee. By then the sun was intense and there was very little shade going up. I wore my sun shirt and used nose breathing. It was very hard hiking, and I was hot, but I persevered and before I knew it, I was at the top. It was very windy up there. The 360-degree views were incredible. 

Figure 17. View of Two Harbors Isthmus from Silver Peak, the highest point on the island.

The wind continued until we headed back downhill. I’m not sure whether the up or downhill were harder, though I did fall going down. It was a slow-motion fall caused by a big rock. I sat a bit stunned then slid more downhill trying to get up. I was tempted to scoot the whole way down. It was slow going from there. 

Figure 18. Steep road hike from Silver Peak down to Parsons Harbor Campground.

As I entered camp, I stopped at the outhouse then descended into Parsons Landing Campground, which was on the beach. There was a little rock wall to put our tents behind that blocked the wind off the ocean. The waves were strong there. I almost lost my tent in the wind while setting it up. I was reaching for the stakes to secure it when the wind sent it rolling across the beach. Luckily Carrie caught it and Zach helped me stake it down. After securing everything, I walked in the surf to cool my feet, which felt good. I'd given my feet a beating that day. I was sore all over, but I felt good. 

Figure 19. Sunset at Parsons Harbor Campground.

Carrie led us in a yin yoga class that evening, which felt good. Stretching each night and morning really helped the sore muscles and joints. We watched a gorgeous sunset from camp as the big ball of orange dropped into the sea between two rocks. I love West Coast sunsets. Supper was good (mashed potatoes with mushroom gravy), and we sat around a blazing fire until crawling into our sleeping bags for the night. 

Figure 20. Evening campfire at Parsons Landing campground.

Day 3 Stats

• Little Harbors Campground to Parsons Landing Campground
• 13 miles; 8 hours; 3,000 feet gain
• “Hardest, yet best, day yet!”

Day 4, Sunday, May 17, 2026. “My takeaway personal message today is to keep living my dream. I wanted to do so much as a youngster and never did most of it. Well, I'm doing it now. Mark and I travel all over, see and do so much, yet there is much more to do. I know that my next project and current life purpose is to Live Big. I already did the career and job and created great things. Now I get to reap the benefits from years of hard work.”

On a cloudy Sunday morning I sat in my chair by my tent drinking coffee watching the ocean. A group of brown pelicans sat on the smaller rock in an outcropping in the ocean. It was magnificent there near the ocean. I heard the waves crashing all night and it was a perfect supplement to my usual sleeping brown noise. They were so loud that it was hard to hear the birds. There was way too much invasive fennel growing on the island. However, Zach made fennel and coriander tea for supper, and it was very good.

Figure 21. Watching pelicans on a rock in the ocean at Parsons Landing Campground.

As I sat and watched the ocean I wrote, “This is an enchanted campground full of nature's wonders. A perfect little bay at the end of the island. Yes, I’ve walked all the way from one end to the other of Catalina Island. My feet know it, my bones know it, and my mind knows it. I feel the peace and love here. Nature’s vibes are strong and friendly. I have none of my usual morning dread. No anxious thoughts though I do wonder about Mark as he rides his motorcycle in the hills of Arkansas. The ocean sweeps out in front of me. I'm protected from the wind behind my rock wall. On the left a large cliff has big fallen rocks at its end in the ocean. It rises steeply with eroded red soil areas emphasizing the calmer green dotted hills of grasses, sage, opuntia, and in the valley, small oaks and shrubs. It is similar on the right, though there are less red soil and more exposed rock.”

I reached Two Harbors campground about 3:00 p.m. It was a much easier day, but I was still beat. It took me about four hours to walk the 8 miles back to Two Harbors on the road. It wasn't as pretty a hike as previous ones, but there were many views of the ocean. I could hear seals occasionally. I took many pictures of plants. There were new plants, yet most were exotics. I did finally see a California poppy and was so excited that I said out loud, “Oh, yes.”

Figure 22. California poppies!

I stopped a few times along the trail, first at a bench about an hour in. Later, I sat along the road on a pile of dirt along the cliff’s edge. There I had a snack and put a band aid on my toe. I wore my Chaco sandals that day and they were better for my sore feet. I tried to not use my trekking poles, but my knee hurt when I didn't. 

Back in Two Harbors town I bought a smoothie drink and took a short break before heading to camp. The hike there was all uphill and hot and I was tired when I arrived at camp. Site #16 was large at Two Harbors campground. I set up my tent at the end with my door open to the ocean view. This time I staked one corner right away so it wouldn't blow away.

Figure 23. Entering our final campground at Two Harbors.

I put on my swimsuit and headed to the beach where everyone else was. Halfway down to the beach they were already coming back up so I went alone. I stood in the ocean and let the waves cleanse and cool my feet. It was too cold to get all the way in. There was a cold outdoor shower on the way back to camp. I had my soap so I washed my hair and body parts as best I could with my long sleeve swimsuit on. It felt good to clean up a little with more than just body wipes.

Cooled down and clean, I sat by my tent and listened to the ocean at the bottom of the hill. Beside and above me the breeze rattled palm fronds. Tall spindly yellow mustard plants swayed and danced around gleefully. The breeze felt good through my clean hair and on my face. Soon it'd be too cool, and I'd need my puffy coat and stocking cap again. I was so glad that I had them with me.

Figure 24. Tent at Two Harbors Campground.

We had curry and rice for supper, then ended the evening with a cacao ceremony. I set an intention of freedom - Freedom to be me at this fantastic time of my life. I stated my intension aloud, revealed my secret mission, then each person said a word to describe me - remarkable, inspiring, smart are the ones that I remember. One said she wants to be me when she grows up. That is always a good feeling to be a positive example of life.

Figure 25. Carrie and Zach lead us in a song for the Cacao Ceremony.

We sat around the fire until around 9:30 p.m. then I went to bed. Life was good, perfect really.

Day 4 Stats

• Parsons Landing Campground to Two Harbors Campground
• 8 miles, 4 hours, flat and easy
• “Found a California poppy plant!”

Day 5, Monday, May 18, 2026 “It's my last morning on the island. I'll miss it here. I'll miss the beautiful nature vibes, bird serenades, lapping ocean waves, sea lions, warming morning sun, amazing vegan food, no morning dread, natures color palette, all my friends, California poppies, magnificent views, feel good body aches, but mostly an overall feeling of peace, yes bliss fills my soul as I feel and absorb the island's magic.”

Monday morning, I sat by a warm fire, warming myself after a cold night. I woke up cold many times during the night. I had my sweatshirt jacket wrapped around my upper legs and the yoga towel on top of my sleeping bag. I slept in my yoga pants and sweatshirt. Still, I slept mostly well though I had weird dreams, not bad, just weird.

Figure 26. Morning journaling by the campfire at Two Harbors.

It was another morning where the sea and sky were merged as one. Blue gray water with sweeps of darker gray slightly rippled. Far away the light gray water slowly changed to opaque white-blue as the sky began. Somewhere, the sky slowly became bluer, finishing in a Robin egg blue above me.

We did a full yoga flow before our final breakfast. Yoga was beautiful in movement and location. I gazed at the blue sky and clouds above me in savasana and at the ocean hillsides in warrior two. I was amazed how good I felt after hiking 40 miles. 

Figure 27. Yoga at Two Harbors on our last morning.

We packed up one last time and put our bag out for the ferry pickup. It seemed weird to hike from camp to the ferry without my trekking poles. I went into a shop and got more band aids, then called Mark. It was good to hear his voice. We loaded the ferry for the 11:45 a.m. departure back to San Pedro harbor. I slept the entire 70-minute ferry ride. After debarking, I helped carry supplies to Carrie and Zach’s car, hugged everyone, then ordered an Uber to my Holiday Inn Express LAX for a much-needed shower and rest in a real bed before flying home the next day. 

Figure 28. Group picture before boarding the ferry back to LA.

In my room I reminisced to myself, feeling good and proud about my accomplishment. I remembered getting choked up as Carrie read the following poem during our final yoga session. This adventure gave me new laugh lines, blister scars, and sunspot souvenirs as well as many priceless memories. My hike wasn’t perfect, but it was mine and I enjoyed every mile.  

Source: https://www.facebook.com/rupikaurpoetry

Catalina Island Lists

• eBird – list of birds I saw and heard on the island. 
• iNaturalist – list of plants I photographed and identified on the island. 
• Gear I used
• Day pack: Teton Sports Oasis 1100 Hydration Pack with 2-Liter Hydration Bladder 
• Water bottle: Owala 24 oz.
• Tent: Camel Crown 2 person camping dome tent
• Sleeping pad: Meetpeak Camping Sleeping Pad with pillow
• Sleeping Bag: 30 degree from farm store
• Chair:  Nemo Moonlight Reclining Camping Chair
• Boots: Salomon X Ultra 360 Edge Mid Gore-Tex
• Sandals: Chaco Women's Z/2 Adjustable Strap Classic Sandal
• Hiking clothes: Columbia, Under-Armour, Kuhl, Branwyn, and Merino-Tech
• Trekking poles: Cascade Mountain Tech Trekking Poles

Photos by Rhonda Ferree and other group members.

Family Fun in Ecuador

My third trip to Ecuador was magical, beautiful, relaxing, and fun. This time my entire family was there to attend a church wedding for Maria Gracia and Derek. We celebrated the wedding and holidays Ecuadorian style, making it memorable and priceless. 

Traveling to Ecuador (Tuesday, 12-23-25 to Wednesday, 12-24-25)

It was a crazy trip to get there. On December 23, 2025, Mark and I picked up my sister Lynn about noon and rendezvoused with Tyler and Becca at Mom and Dad’s house. While we waited for everyone to arrive, I decided to go ahead and start the airport check-in process. That’s when all hell broke loose. We soon realized that I had not matched the airline tickets with passport names. Becca (Rebecca) and Ron (Ronny) were rejected and could not fly without a major change. Stupidly, I looked up a phone number for United airlines on google and either dialed a scam number or they tapped into my phone call to United. Regardless, somehow the guy convinced me to stay on the line with him for over two hours while he tried to change our tickets using multiple credit cards. Thankfully, in the end the call dropped, and we were able to call a real United agent who made the required changes within minutes. Mom called to cancel the bad credit card charges and cancel Dad’s card. All was good, but it was a stressful time. 

We drove two vehicles to St. Louis, cancelling our original dinner reservations since we were now running very late. Instead, we ate at a Mexican place in Jacksonville, Illinois along the foggy drive to our hotel near the airport in St. Louis. The hotel had called me earlier in the day to tell me that they had hot water issues and our three rooms might not have hot water. Oh well, at least she gave us a great rate that included parking and a shuttle to the airport. 

Christmas Eve morning we caught a too early shuttle to the airport, but I felt better and more relaxed just being there. We flew through Houston where we had a four-hour layover. We all had a nice lunch at an Asian placed then walked around before boarding our 5 ½ hour flight to Quito. We got a meal on the airplane and I watched a movie. Customs and immigration were easy in Quito and soon we were with Derek and Maria Gracia (Mari) once again on our way to her family’s country home in Cumbaya. We arrived about 2:00 a.m. and were tired but still had a beverage and talked before retiring to our beds. We slept until about 7:00 a.m., showered, and were ready for Christmas Day in Ecuador.

Christmas Day in Cumbaya (Thursday, 12-25-25)

We had breakfast at the big table with the giant lazy Susan. It was all so good, and it was wonderful to have freshly squeezed orange juice again every day. Derek had us all drink yogurt for probiotics and I think it did help. His theory is to eat local fruits and yogurt when traveling internationally. The caretaker – Romulo – made us delicious eggs each morning and there was always plenty of fresh croissants and coffee. 

Figure 1. Enjoying family time on Christmas Day in Cumbaya.

Before noon, Sylvia, Maria Alejandra (Ale), Pepe, and Rosa came for the day. A cook was up early cooking the suckling pig, turkey, and potatoes in the outdoor woodfired oven. It all smelled wonderful. We sat in the warm sun beneath palm trees at small tables and benches, enjoying champagne and snacks while Ale and Rosa cooked in the kitchen. At 1:00 p.m. we ate a wonderful Christmas dinner at a long table outside that was beautifully decorated with flowers, small baskets full of candy, and Ecuador figurines. Derek and Tyler’s friend Yuta arrived from New York City about 10:00 a.m. in time for dinner. He brought some special cookies that we had with sorbet for dessert. Mari’s Uncle Rickie, Aunt Paula, Cousin Maria Clara and her family came too. They brought us beautiful cashmere shawls. Later we opened stockings. I got a cape and some socks, purse, and a cute coloring book of Quito flowers. They all seemed to like the calendars we made for them featuring Derek and Mari. It was a long day, and I was quite tired so went to bed about 7:00 p.m.

Figure 2. Christmas dinner table.

Figure 3. Christmas Dinner.

Figure 4. Christmas Dinner fun with Derek and Tyler.

Figure 5. Simmons family: Ron, Rhonda, Lynn, and Doris.

Figure 6. Ferree family: Derek, Rhonda, Mark, and Tyler. 

Wedding Rehearsal and Old Town Quito (Friday, 12-26-25)

The next day, Friday, we had breakfast then loaded into our large rental van for a twisty ride through and up the mountain to the church where Derek and Mari were to be married. Derek and Mari’s friend Evans from Monterey, California arrived in the morning, so he and Yuta joined us too. We had a rehearsal there for about an hour. They gave me a scripture to reach in English and showed us how to walk in and where to sit. It is a beautiful, very old Catholic church from the 1600’s. 

Figure 7. Derek and Mari at their wedding rehearsal.

From there we went to old town Quito to the Basilica church. Mom, Lynn, and I stayed down while the rest of them climbed up to the top tower. I did the climb seven years prior on our first visit to Quito, but Mark didn’t do it then. Dad climbed up too. They all really enjoyed it, and this was all new for Becca since it was her first visit to Ecuador. After their climb the van took us to a brewery at San Franscico square. Sylvia and Ale were there holding a table with appetizers. We had beverages then walked to Plaza Grande, in front of the Presidential Palace. The plaza was very pretty with many plants and trees. I loved the giant Norfolk Island Pines there among the many bright green plants. Unfortunately, we had to walk back to the brewery to board our van, which was tiring for some of us.

Figure 8. Becca and Tyler atop the Quito Basilica.

Figure 9. View atop Quito Basilica.

Back at Cumbaya, we had an hour to freshen up for dinner at Casa Damian. It was a dinner for the international wedding guests to get to know each other. Many of their family friends from California were there, including Pepe’s friend Jaime Jarrin, the Spanish voice of the LA Dodgers. We sat with Sylvia, Pepe, Rosa, Jaime, Mom and Dad at one end of a long table. Lynn was at the other end with the California group, and the kids were in the middle. It was a very good traditional Spanish meal. They gave me a veggie risotto, but most of them had paella. Afterwards Tyler, Becca, Evans, and Yuta went to a nightclub in Cumbaya. We went back to the house with Derek and Mari went to stay at her mom’s. 

Maria Gracia and Derek Wedding (Saturday, December 27, 2025)

The wedding was incredible, amazing, and unforgettable. A photographer and videographer came to Cumbaya in the morning. They mostly focused on Derek and his groomsmen: Tyler, Yuta, Mark, and Dad. We took a few family photos too. Everyone looked so great in their formal wedding attire. 

Figure 10. Becca and Tyler prior to wedding.

Figure 11. Rhonda, Ron, Doris, and Lynn prior to wedding.

Figure 12. Rhonda and Mark prior to wedding.

The van came at noon to take us to the church in the Guápulo neighborhood of Quito. The Guápulo Colonial Church and Convent is a historic 17th-century church, considered one of the oldest and most important religious sites in Quito, dedicated to the Virgin of Guadalupe. It is ornate and gorgeous, inside and out. Guests were arriving when we got there. We waited outside until time to go in. They only time I got choked up was when four girls dressed in traditional clothes stood in front of the church to greet the wedding guests. They were so beautiful in their bright, festive dresses and headgear. They greeted everyone that entered the church and gave us bags of candy as we left. They stood in front of two large urns filled with white flowers. All the wedding flowers were white, including many of Ecuador’s famous roses, plus hydrangea, gladiolus, lisianthus, snowdrops, and more. We had corsages with tiny white roses. Inside the church was full of more white flowers with large bouquets at the end of each pew. 

Figure 13. Women in traditional Ecuador clothing greet wedding guests at the Guápulo church.

At 1:00 p.m. Derek and I started walking down the aisle. The others followed with Mark and Sylvia; then Dad, Mom, and Rosa; Yuta and Maho; Tyler and Lore; and finally, Pepe walked Maria Gracia in. Becca and Lynn directed the procession and held personal items before going to their seats. There were a pianist, violinist, and soloist. Ale walked in with the two children holding the rings on pillows that I had crocheted. They did good with that. 

Mari’s cousin’s husband held a phone with Google-meet so our families back in the United States could watch the ceremony. The ceremony was all in Spanish, except the parts that Tyler, Yuta, and I spoke. Ale and I went up together to do our readings. They went well. I didn’t know to bow at the end, but Ale queued me. The service took over an hour. There were music, readings, communion, and vows. It was so pretty in the church with all the gold and figurines behind the alter. We watched from our front row with Sylvia. Afterwards they took lots of pictures before doing the celebratory recessional back out of the church. 

Figure 14. Rhonda's reading during the wedding.

Figure 15. Maria Gracia and Derek Ferree.

From there we went to the reception at the Club La Union. It too was full of white flowers. The staircase banisters were full of flowers and big bouquets were all around the club. Upstairs the dining tables had mirrors down the middle with small vases of flower sprays and candles. It was breathtaking. We had champagne and Hord ‘oeuvres downstairs, then Derek and Mari gave a speech before we went up to eat. They told their story that included their civil union six years ago in California, Mari’s United States citizenship, Derek’s conversion to Catholicism, and the amazing opportunity for a church wedding in Ecuador with their families. The wedding came together quickly within just a few months, thanks to the tireless efforts of Syliva and Ale. It was incredible to witness. Upstairs, we had amazing meals. I had a palm heart appetizer, pasta, and a poached pear dessert. Derek and Mari selected specific courses for each person’s dietary needs. It was all outstanding. Between courses Mark and I walked around and thanked everyone for coming. Everyone was so nice and we worked through the language barrier easily. After dinner we moved downstairs to the bar and a covered, heated outdoor patio for dancing. They had coffee service, charcuterie, and an open bar. They served the wedding cake there too, though most of it and the charcuterie went back to Cumbaya for the after party. 

Figure 16. Rhonda and Lynn at the wedding reception.

Figure 17. Reception flowers.

Figure 18. Becca and Tyler at wedding reception dinner.

Figure 19. Wedding cake.

We were tired when we got back to the house. A group of younger guests rode in our van with us to the house. It quickly became a party bus with loud music, laughter, and drinks passed around. Derek sat on the floor. Cumbaya was decorated when we arrived. Florists used flowers from the church there, including the two big urns at the flagpole area with a Maria Gracia and Derek banner. Below the banner were tables and garment racks with MD merch (Maria Gracia & Derek merchandise) for all guests to take. I loved the fountain filled with flowers flowing from tier to tier. Above the concrete outdoor table in the two domes were two large masses of hanging flowers. We had more food when we got back too, empanadas and tamales. At 11:00 p.m. a man with a guitar and a woman singer came to perform. Mark was already in bed, but the rest of us watched them for a while. I went to bed about midnight, but the younger group stayed up until 2:00 or 3:00 a.m. Typically an Ecuador wedding lasts all night, so they did well. A couple of them were hungover the next day, but overall, we all did well. Yuta had to fly home that morning and Evans on Monday morning. The rest of us stayed to enjoy more of Ecuador and the wedding afterglow.

Figure 20. Cumbaya decorations after the wedding.

Figure 21. Wedding flowers at Cumbaya.

Figure 22. Wedding decorations at Cumbaya. Wedding merch was displayed on tables. 

Sunday, we sat around Cumbaya all day and recuperated from the wedding festivities. In the afternoon, Syliva, Ale, Rosa, and Pepe came. We ate leftover empanadas and had some drinks. Later they made traditional Ecuador potato soup, which is always good. They had some other traditional foods and a fish ceviche too. I tried it all and ate more sorbet and wedding cake too. 

Figure 23. Post wedding day festivities at Cumbaya.

I felt a little nauseous while eating the cake but hoped it would go away. It didn’t and kept getting worse in the night. I ended up losing the next day due to some stomach issue. I was in bed all day Monday while the others went shopping in Otavalo and Cotacachi. I’d been there a couple times before, so wasn’t too disappointed. They all got home after 8:00 p.m. with many shopping stories. I started feeling a bit better just before Mark arrived. He spent the day riding motorcycles with Roberto (Lore’s father) and had a great time. The next day I took it easy with food but felt much better. 

Figure 24. Mark rides motorcycles with Roberto in Ecuador.

Mitad del Mundo - Equator (Tuesday, 12-30-25)

Tuesday, 12-30-25, we went to Mitad del Mundo. We started at the newer place that is directly at the equator. We had an English-speaking guide who was very informative and interactive. He showed us how the old cultures lived, made shrunken heads, buried the dead, and about the animals. Then we did the activities standing on the equator: balancing an egg, walking a line, water draining, and pulling down our arms. After the tour we had coffee in the café and bought a few gifts. Mom said it was the best coffee yet and cheap too. From there we went to El Hornero and had pizza. Dad got spaghetti and ate it all right down, saying, “It was outstanding.” I like Ecuador pizza with the big corn on it. 

Figure 25. Becca and Tyler at the equator.

Figure 26. Family clan at the equator.

Figure 27. Tyler balances an egg at the equator.

We went to the Temple of the Sun Museum next, and everyone really liked it there. Artist Ortega Maila built the entire place. Derek and Mari interpreted for us while our guide took us to several rooms to learn and experience the Andean culture and cosmic energy practices. I especially liked the aromatherapy and meditation room. I bought some oils and a bird whistle. I liked the bamboo oil best and felt it did help balance the chakras. I also bought a Tree-of-Life figurine with colored crystals. Upstairs we saw more art and, on the roof, had an incredible view of the mountains. Green rolling pastures flowed out from us with a few houses, a horse, and a cow tucked into the towering Ande’s peaks all around. Above we saw the clouds covering the nearby summits and soon a cloud engulfed us at the museum. We went into another room, and a lady gave us samples of coco tea (cocaine plant tea) for altitude sickness. Mom bought Dad some CBD oil and Mari and Derek bought coco tea powder. It does help with altitude symptoms and makes me more mellow. 

Figure 28. Temple of the Sun.

Figure 29. Doris balances an egg at the Temple of the Sun.

Figure 30. Mari and Derek at the Temple of the Sun.

Figure 31. Lynn at the Temple of the Sun.

Figure 32. Mark and Rhonda at the Temple of the Sun.

Figure 33. Ron and Doris at the Temple of the Sun.

From there we went back to the original Mitad del Mundo since Becca had never been there. We didn’t go in the tower. Instead, we went through the chocolate experiences and bought some coffee beans at the Guayasamin Cafe. I got earrings there took, with coffee beans on them. 

Figure 34. Van fun in Ecuador.

The rest of the evening was spent at a dinner at Senora Lynn’s restaurant The Imperium. I had mushroom dishes which were quite good. Mom loved everything, even the duck. Dad kept doing loud “salutes” for Derek and Mari since they were at another table. He said it was his favorite place yet. Lynn sat with the youngsters. It is a fancy, fun place. 

New Years Eve (Wednesday, 12-31-25)

We spent of the morning after breakfast packing for their trip home the next day. Derek, Mari, and I were staying but I still needed to pack a suitcase of my stuff for Mark to take home. I spent much of the afternoon sitting at Cumbaya by the pool with Dad, Mom, and Lynn. The rest of the group went to the mall shopping. New Years Eve is always fun in Ecuador with their many traditions. We each made homemade pizzas that Romulo baked in the outdoor oven. Ale served a homemade Caesar salad and ice cream sandwiches with the pizza. 

Figure 35. Doris, Tyler, and Romulo making pizzas.

Figure 36. Pizza oven.

Figure 37. Pizza fun in Cumbaya.

Figure 38. Pizzas!!

We laughed and laughed through the evening. Ale, Sylvia, Pepe, and Rosa went to town at 6:00 p.m. to get wigs and a set of fake boobs. One Ecuador New Year Eve tradition is The Widows, when men cross-dress in women’s clothes and collect money to mourn the dying “old year” and thus start the new one with humor. Dad wore a red wig, Tyler pink, and Derek brown. Dad and Tyler took turns wearing the boobs. Mom laughed so hard she cried. Dad was a fun and willing participant. 

Figure 39. Ron, Tyler, and Derek as Widows!

Later, we moved inside and had a traditional late night turkey dinner. We played a form of charades that was fun, then we went out to burn away the bad vibes of 2025 and release anything we wanted to let go. We each wrote those things on paper, and they stuffed them into pinata-like characters. Our characters were baby Yoda and a past Ecuadorian president. We burned them in a tray outside in the street, then jumped over it to cleanse and start a fresh new year. We walked up to main street to see the “widows” and “tax collectors.” Tax collectors are young kids who work with the widows to block traffic with ropes and chains so the widows can collect money. Mom went in the car with Sylvia, Pepe, and Rosa to see several widows in towns and give them coins. We walked around a block. Later we all ate 12 grapes for 12 wishes. We then carried “suitcases” around the yard to attract travel in 2026. Finally, we tried to go to bed for a few hours of sleep before the group had to leave for the airport and their long travel day back to Illinois. 

Figure 40. Burning away 2025's bad vibes.

Relaxation at Cumbaya (Thursday, 1-1-26 to Saturday, 1-3-26)

Mark and the others left at 5:00 a.m. It was so hard to leave Mark knowing I wouldn’t see him again for a few weeks. I was worried about my Galapagos travel arrangements, though it all worked out perfect in the end (my New Years wishes worked!). After my family left, I tried to sleep but couldn’t. I had breakfast with Derek and Mari, then moved all my stuff from the upstairs master bedroom to the smaller downstairs room. It was good to talk to Derek and Mari. 

I enjoyed many Ecuador moments in paradise. I drank chamomile tea and listed to soft music while soaking in the bright sun rays shining through the bedroom window. Outside I felt tall palm trees, picturesque sprawling old avocados, and distant Norfolk Island pines sending me calming vibes as they gently whispered for me to relax. As I walked outside to sit and read, bird sounds hit me and I immediately felt a calming effect upon seeing the bright yellow Saffron finches. 

In the afternoon, the family came back to Cumbaya, and we all went to the Scala Mall for lunch. Most places were closed for New Years, so we ended up at a Sports Bar where I had a soy burger, fries, and a diet Coke. They were all good. Sylvia drove us around Cumbaya and showed us the town and where she does yoga. Back at Cumbaya, Derek and I did laundry and watched a movie. I went to bed at 9:00 p.m. just in time to watch Mark on our Ring camera as he drove into our driveway in Illinois. He was exhausted too after a long, challenging, travel day. 

Friday (1-2-26) morning, Sylvia and Ale picked Derek and me up at 10:00 a.m. and we drove right to Ronda Street in old town Quito. It was totally empty with every establishment closed. We were mostly the only one there, so stopped a few times to get out and take pictures. 

After parking, we went into a monastery store, Monasterio de la Immaculada Concepcin where I bought a rose water arthritis salve that they make there. We had to order through a revolving door-shelf unit and never did see the nuns. We went into a modern art museum with weird art, then into a church. Iglesia de el Sagrario was built in the 1700’s. Like many others it had a lot of gold decorations. Sylvia and Ale bought candles outside, but they didn’t have a candle alter. Instead, a man took us to a back office and brought out some holy water to sprinkle on them all. I held one and he splashed the water at me. They planned to burn them later at home. It was a gorgeous day in Quito. The sun shone brightly and it felt warm. There were very few clouds in the sky. Many times, the streets opened to views of the angel on the hill (Virgin of El Panecillo) or the Basillica (Basílica del Voto Nacional). There were less people in the city, and it was nice to be out and about without worrying about others. 

Figure 41. Iglesia de el Sagrario.

We had lunch with the whole family at a good restaurant near their Quito homes. Mari had to work that week but joined us for lunch. Derek and I had potato soup. The snacks were good too and included plantain chips with pumpkin spice dip, salsa, and ground peanuts. Mari went back to work at Sylvias, and we all went to a Moshi shoe store. We were in the small shop with shoes all around us for an hour. Later Mari joined us too. Derek bought two pair of shoes (one was custom made later), Pepe bought two, and Mari one. I tried on some, but they didn’t work for me. 

Figure 42. Derek with Shoes!

Derek and Mari had a wedding gift massage, so we took them there, then we went to the Scala Mall shopping. Sylvia helped me buy white Lotto tennis shoes at Kuy sports (Senora Lynn’s store). Then we looked all over for me a new swimsuit. Ale had a friend pull out some in my size at the Lemaler Ecuador boutique. It was perfect and beautiful. I bought the sarong too and it might be the best swimsuit I’ve ever had. We picked up Derek and Mari then went for supper at a very nice Italian place called Lucias. We sat in the greenhouse area with plants all around us. I had pesto pasta, which I loved. All of it was great. 

Figure 43. Lucias restaurant.

Saturday, 1-3-26, Mari’s friend Lore came to Cumbaya to take some pictures of Derek and Mari for a wedding present. While they did that I sat by the pool, enjoying the sun and a slight breeze. It was another gorgeous Ecuador day. I canceled Dad’s cell phone since we think it was pickpocketed the day he climbed the Basilica. When it came up missing, I monitored it and it never had any extra activity, so I simply cancelled it. Later we all went to Quito and had lunch with a cousin and the family at another very nice Spanish restaurant.

Banos Waterfalls (Sunday, 1-4-26)

Derek and I had a magnificent day in Banos together, at the gateway to the Amazon. This was my favorite day of my entire time in Ecuador, including my yoga teacher training (YTT) later in the Galapagos Islands. I loved spending the day with Derek in an amazing place full of lush plants and waterfalls. It was quite a long day, but I thought it all worked out perfectly. We got up early and met our paid driver, Freddy, at Cumbaya at 6:00 a.m. It was a three-hour drive to Banos, and traffic was light at that hour. 

The road to Banos is called “Route of the Waterfalls” and it certainly was that. Our first waterfall stop was the Agoyan waterfall. It had two large drops and one smaller one into the Pastaza River. We viewed it from above along the roadside. There were chickens running around. I turned on my Merlin bird app and got a new life lister – a palm tanager. 

Figure 44. Agoyan waterfalls.

We didn’t go far and Freddy pulled over again at another waterfall. This time we paid $2.00 each to ride a cable car across the river ravine to the other side with a perfect view of another tall waterfall. The car went fast and was powered by a large car engine. It was all rather rustic but worked great. It was a quick ride over and back. 

Figure 45. Waterfall we rode cable car to see.

Figure 46. Cable car ride to see the waterfall.

Our driver seemed to know the area well. Next, we went to the largest waterfall in Ecuador at 200 feet. El Pailon del Diablo (The Devils Cauldron) was very impressive. We paid a small fee to get in then walked down a paved path to a suspension bridge. From there stairs led to a perfect view of the falls. Along the way we awed at the colorful blooming bromeliads in fuchsia pink and purple. Trees bloomed and fruited too. So many pretty, lush plants. The Andes Mountains stood proud all around in various shades of green, with occasional silver leaved trees here and there. The waterfall starts high on the cliff and pours over the steep walls, falling, falling, falling with great force into the turbulent pool below. It truly is a devils cauldron. We walked to another area that took us right by the top of the falls. We could hear people screaming with glee as they got soaked behind the falls. They were on another path across the river that we couldn’t get to. We were pleased with our dry route though. We went all the way down. I liked the way the stairs and viewpoints blended into the natural space. The climb back out was more difficult but, as Derek said, “Just as we were out of breath, it leveled out.” We walked back up and stopped at the top for cokes from a vendor, then looked for Freddy. 

Figure 47. Bromeliad on trail to Devils Cauldron Waterfall.

Figure 48. Derek on the suspension bridge at Devils Cauldron Waterfall.

Figure 49. Devils Cauldron Waterfall.

Figure 50. Derek and Rhonda at Devils Cauldron Waterfall.

Figure 51. Devils Cauldron Waterfall.

Next, he drove us above Banos to several tourist spots. First was a tree house stop with several swings over the hillsides. It was a beautiful and colorful place with many flowers, including hydrangeas, Shasta daisy, red-hot poker, and more. We pretended to lasso a horse statue, had fun swinging, and climbed the tree house for a glorious view of the forest and the Amazon beyond. Near the parking lot were animal sculpture seats. I liked the owl. I turned on my Merlin bird app and found more birds. 

Figure 52. Derek lassos a horse at the Banos Treehouse.

Figure 53. Rhonda swings over the jungle at Banos Treehouse.

Figure 54. Derek swings over the jungle at Banos Treehouse.

Figure 55. Banos Treehouse.

Our next stop was directly above the town of Banos. We put on booties and walked onto a glass overhang that hovered over the town’s valley. The town tucked into the Andes with another waterfall on one side near some hot spring pools. There was also a tall tower where we climbed stairs up several stories for an even better view. In the distance we saw large birds flying and wondered if they were the Andean condor, one of the world’s largest flying birds, though I think they were smaller vultures. 

Figure 56. Derek on the extreme glass bridge over Banos.

Figure 57. View of extreme glass bridge over Banos from staircase.

Our final stop before lunch was the giant hands and heart. It was all geared more for kids but impressive and colorful all the same. We had lunch at a rooftop restaurant in Banos. The nachos, pizza, and beer were too much food but tasted great. Afterwards we walked to the town’s waterfall, bought some local taffy that they pulled in several shops, and looked at some local vendor displays. The drive back to Cumbaya took much longer due to traffic. It rained and there were several accidents. Still, it is a beautiful ride through the Ecuador countryside. We got back about 7:00 p.m. 

Figure 58. Hands and Heart over Banos.

Quito Botanical Gardens and More (Monday, 1-5-26)

Monday was my final day in Quito. Romulo made us a good breakfast, and I knew I’d miss those. Marco picked us up at 10:30 a.m. and drove us to the Botanical Garden in Quito. For about an hour we walked around the lush gardens that highlighted various ecoregions of Ecuador. Two big orchid houses were especially impressive. Derek was amazed by the Dracula orchid. They also had a carnivorous plant house with many types of pitcher plants, sundews, and Venus flytraps. I loved it all and could have spent much more time there. 

Figure 59. Quito Botanical Garden.

Figure 60. Pitcher plants at Quito Botanical Garden.

Figure 61. Dracula Orchid description at Quito Botanical Garden.

Figure 62. Derek in orchid house at Quito Botanical Garden.

We had lunch in Rosa’s kitchen with Sylvia and Mari. Rosa made white bean ceviche with all the typical Ecuador toppings. Afterwards they served a warm corn pudding-milk with cheese empanadas. It was all very good. We went to Sylvias to print entry papers for my trip to Galapagos then Derek and I visited a couple of the many bars and brewery’s on that street. Sylvia and Mari joined us at a coffee bar, and we shared a grilled cheese, then she took us back to Cumbaya. 

The next morning, I got up early to meet my driver for a ride to the airport. I choked up to leave Derek. It had been great spending a few extra days with him and the family. I was nervous, but ready for my 21-day YTT adventure in the Galapagos (read my Magical Galapagos YTT). I found magic in the Galapagos, though all of Ecuador is magical. We experienced a magical wedding, fascinating historical sites, and mystical waterfalls. Next time we hope to do more motorcycling, nature adventures, and explore more of the wonders that are Ecuador! 

Figure 63. View of Andes Mountains in Ecuador.