Scorpion Bay, Santa Cruz Island, Channel Islands

This is a picture I took of Scorpion Bay, Santa Cruz Island.
I've spent a lot of time here, camping, snorkeling, kayaking, hiking, kelp forest monitoring, scuba diving. I know that cove like the back of my hand.
I've had a lot of firsts there. I've grown a lot there. Learned a lot.
Santa Cruz and the Channel Islands are a reminder of the things I've done and am capable of doing, mistakes I've learned from, and the beauty and diversity that nature holds.

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