Outdoors

Every January 1st, millions of people plant themselves in front of television screens to watch the Tournament of Roses Parade...

Los Angeles County has never been short on paradox. A sprawling metropolis of concrete freeways and glass towers sits barely...

There are places in Southern California where the relentless hum of freeways fades just far enough into the background to...

There is a particular kind of magic that happens when you step out of a car on Colima Road in...

There is a canyon tucked between Whittier and Hacienda Heights, less than twenty miles east of downtown Los Angeles, that...

There are parks, and then there are parks that quietly become the soul of a city. La Mirada Community Regional...

There is a place in northwest Pasadena, hemmed between the buzz of the 210 freeway and the quiet authority of...

Standing at the Southernmost Edge Los Angeles is a city that rarely stops. It sprawls, it sprawls some more, and...

There are parks, and then there are places. Don Knabe Community Regional Park, sitting at the corner of 195th Street...

There are beaches you visit, and then there are beaches that visit you — long after you've left, they continue...

There is a particular kind of beauty that only comes from surviving. Not the polished, manicured beauty of a botanical...

There are lighthouses, and then there is Point Vicente. Perched on a jagged volcanic cliff 130 feet above the crashing...

Most roads in Southern California lead somewhere — to a shopping plaza, a freeway on-ramp, another subdivision of stucco and...

There is a stretch of Los Angeles where the roar of the 110 freeway fades and something else takes over...

There is a particular kind of institution that a city grows around rather than simply grows up alongside. Braemar Country...

There is a Los Angeles that tourists rarely find — not because it is hidden, exactly, but because it requires...

There is a particular kind of Southern California morning that belongs entirely to places like this. The marine layer is...

There is a peculiar stillness that settles over the grounds of Pio Pico State Historic Park in Whittier, California —...

There is a seven-acre rectangle of grass and asphalt in East Los Angeles where, on a regular Tuesday morning, you...

There is a version of Los Angeles that belongs entirely to the freeways, the billboards, the relentless urban hum that...

There's a particular quality of light in the chaparral at mid-morning — not quite golden hour, not yet the flat...

There's a stretch of Southern California coastline where the Santa Monica Mountains finally relent, where the ridgelines soften and the...

There's a stretch of Southern California coastline where the Santa Monica Mountains finally relent, where the ridgelines soften and the...

There's a particular kind of satisfaction that comes from arriving somewhere that doesn't make it easy for you. Santa Ynez...

There is a strange quiet that settles over you when you stand at the end of Westridge Road in Brentwood....

There's a moment, somewhere on the Backbone Trail, when the Pacific Coast Highway disappears from view and Los Angeles goes...

There's a particular kind of Los Angeles experience that gets left out of the postcards. Not the beach, not the...

Los Angeles has always been a city of contradictions. It sprawls endlessly, chokes on its own traffic, and yet hides...

There is a place in Pacific Palisades where the noise of Los Angeles — its freeways and ambitions, its sirens...

There's a thing about Los Angeles that outsiders rarely believe until they've lived here long enough. The city is enormous,...

The Elephant in the Room Los Angeles ranks among the worst major American cities for park access. According to the...

By the time you've fought traffic on the 405, paid for parking in Santa Monica, and set up camp elbow-to-elbow...

Los Angeles is a city that never quite lets go. Even at the water's edge — even standing in the...

There are parks, and then there are places. Edward Vincent Jr. Park, nestled in the city of Inglewood, California, belongs...