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Visiting the BEAUTIFUL Lyon Arboretum in Oahu, Hawaii (A Photographic Adventure)

As many of you know from my Instagram and my wife’s Instagram, we spent our honeymoon in the beautiful state of Hawaii on Oahu island. We saw a lot of really amazing stuff, but in this post I wanted to focus on our journey through the Lyon Arboretum. It was hands down my favorite arboretum I’ve been to and we were lucky enough to visit them on their 100th anniversary.

(To view any picture up close, tap/click on it and it will expand. All photos are raw shots/unedited.)

We first arrived not really knowing what to expect. Most arboretums that we’ve visited are very structured with clear, graveled walkways. Lyon was in a realm of its own as it presented us with a dirt trail that became more and more treacherous and jungle-like. I suppose this is what one should expect on a tropical island.

The off-path feeling actually made everything a lot more enjoyable. In fact, it was even a bit dangerous as some trails had signs that basically translated to, “You may get hurt or die. If you think you might do one of these things, it’s best not to do them. If you think you might not die, however, go for it!

I realize now you may be reading this and thinking I’m roasting the park or that I’m speaking ill of it in some way, but I’m not! I just found it humorous and a bit more dangerous than your average arboretum. Like I said at the beginning of this, it was hands down my favorite arboretum I’ve been to. I thought the entire place was unbelievable. I even took a picture in the bathroom while peeing… of the window and view, of course.

When we first arrived, Tiff had spilled coffee on her shirt so we decided to visit the gift shop before hiking in and taking pictures. The greeter inside was extremely helpful, nice, and knowledgeable, (about the park - not stained shirts). We went to the restroom, (as previously stated - no clue why I had to mention our bladder powers again) and we were off down the trail.

The path opened up to a peaceful and scenic view, though as a sucker for close up photography, I started taking pictures of flowers immediately. The diversity of plant life here is amazing. It’s even more spectacular when compared to the Texas/mainland flowers we’ve grown up with all of our lives.

As we rounded the start of the trail, it opened to a large, sprawling field with strange trees and mountains hiding at the back of the landscape. The trees had their roots as their base and were exposed. Some hadn’t reached the ground yet and looked somewhat phallic. I, of course, had to showcase this in a photograph below.

Birds were heard overhead, though most were hiding from sight. We traversed a small bridge and came upon trees with the strangest root systems. They rose from the ground like a city’s walls. The way they ebbed and flowed as you followed their tops with your eyes were mesmerizing.

Along the path laid a variety of mushrooms, flowers, and other variants of nature.

As we walked through this area, I realized how obsessed I’ve always been with the forest’s floor. Looking up and through is always wonderful, but there’s something about looking down at the debris that covers the ground that holds an oddly satisfying feeling. Life thrives and dies down there.


Most of the notable insects we came upon were invisible and only made themselves known by the red welts they left on my wife’s leg, (mosquitoes, we assume). Though besides a large, flying bug that blocked our path, (which I wasn’t able to get a good picture of) we encountered the cricket’looking creature from hell that can be seen below.

We did however see a few normal-appearing bugs as well. Some are harder to see in the photos than others.

Further down the jungle-y, Hawaiian rabbit’s hole we went. The pathway led us by mossy rocks & coconuts, strange-to-us plants & flowers, and more tropical greenery than we were used to. I snapped more photos.

It was a lot to take in and I didn’t come close to capturing it all through my camera. The moment seemed a little more important than the future’s remembrance of it.


I could get lost in this for days with Tiff and be completely content, (besides all of the bug bites and humidity).

The hike went higher and higher up. The walkways became more dense. Our route elevated and provided us passing root systems that become convenient stairs. The entire climb up we could hear rushing water, but we couldn’t view its source. A directional sign popped up as the only man made object and directed us toward a small waterfall.

We followed the arrow past the sign and its metal sister that warned against falling rocks. After another 5-10 minutes had passed, we were standing before the ‘Aihualama Falls. It stood as a large rock wall with a peaceful stream flowing from it. The entire area was enchanting and belonged to just Tiff and I for a brief, fleeting moment.

We hung out for a bit and began our trek back down. We took a small detour down a part of the path we hadn’t yet traveled.

The rest of the photos are from our trip back down. I can’t recommend Lyon Arboretum enough. If you find yourself in Hawaii on Oahu island, add this to your trip itinerary! You can visit their website by going to:

Enjoy the rest of the photos below!

Photo Essay One: A Creative Space

Growing up in the 1990’s was a fascinating mix between analog and digital; between technology and a lack thereof (compared to today). I thank the universe that I grew up in a time period where the prospect of adventuring in a forest was more important to me than sitting in front of a screen.

Sticks and dead leaves crunching beneath my feet created a feeling more fulfilling than watching TV. Climbing a tree made me happier than reading, so naturally I did one more than the other (though I still love books). The forest was and always has been my favorite place to spend my time.


I would never advocate littering, but growing up next to a forest in a suburb of Dallas, trash and random items were a normal thing to come across. I would often use them and combine them with the surrounding nature to create forts, paintball courses, and more. In a city, I see it all as being apart of the landscape. If the trash and random human-manufactured items outnumbered the trees and plants, well, then it would all be a very different place. Luckily, that wasn’t the case.

The photos included in this essay were taken recently. This place now stands in the aftermath of its former self. Metal posts are still tied to the trees I placed them on. Paths, though worn and partly covered, still show themselves like an old man showing you the “good ole days”. A screw and nail still remain where an old childhood friend embedded them.


Most importantly this area of the forest is where as a child and teenager my creativity, in part, blossomed. I consider the forest my first love and this is where we fell for each other. I never left this place sad or emotionally hurt, but rather I ran to it when I was scared or heart broken, just as a healthy relationship functions.

When I would visit a friend’s house, they would show me their newest toy. When they visited me, I showed them my tiny, personal safe haven filled with barbed wire, recently dug holes, and other broken pieces of mother nature’s anatomy. I’ve visited many wooded areas throughout my life in Texas and in other states, but none compare to my first love: my very own creative space among the trees.

I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling.
— Jack Kerouac
How I Proposed to My Girlfriend in Sequoia National Park
In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.
— J.M.

Today's post is probably the most important one I've written so far, and certainly the most meaningful. That's because this particular article is about how I proposed to my (now) fiancee. I've gotten the question numerous times in the past week, "How did you propose?" Since I generally write articles on our trips anyway, now I can cover two things in one fell swoop.

My girlfriend and I decided a few months ago to save up and go on a trip to San Fran after I offered her three different destinations to travel to for her birthday. That was in March, but this would be for June as a celebration of the school year being over, (she's a teacher and this would act as a future gift). 

 March 8th, 2018 on Tiff's birthday

March 8th, 2018 on Tiff's birthday

A little backstory on how we met, before I get to the proposal.

Tiff and I originally met through the app Bumble in 2016, but we lost touch. Although we hit it off immediately via in-app messaging, we both had a lot to deal with in our personal lives at the time. We didn't talk again until late April of 2017.

On April 27th, Tiff and I met at a local, Dallas dive bar called Milo Butterfingers for our first date. Milo's was a popular hang out for me and my co-workers and has excellent bartenders. It sat in between my work and her apartment, (GPS-wise). Little did we know, that night would change our lives forever. We talked for hours.

We've been inseparable ever since.


All of our interests from the past, present, and future, seem to align. Our relationship seems too good to be true and yet, here we are. Our embarrassing love for Nu Metal; our late night talks involving science and psychology; politics; our love for toys, Poke'mon, and cartoons;  our similar collecting preferences; our common love languages...I could go on forever. She's perfect.

Over the next year, we traveled to Roswell and Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico, Robber's Cave in Oklahoma, Austin and Laredo in Texas, Denver and the Rockies, and more recently: Sequoia National Park and San Francisco in California. That brings me to the point of this article:

How I Proposed in Sequoia National Park

Tiff and I woke up around 5am and met my parents outside of our apartment. We were then dropped off at the airport and flew 3+ hours to San Fran on Alaskan Air. (I LOVE Alaskan Air.)


We road the tram to the rent-a-car area, threw our stuff in, and drove 4 hours to Three Rivers, California. We were moving along non-stop. I was determined to propose that day in Sequoia.


We arrived at our motel around 3pm-ish, California time. The motel was super cool and made me feel like I was at someone's grandma's house. There was some random nature-y art, a tiny library setup, and an amazing view as you can see in the photo above. Our room however was very strange, but you can't tell from the photo below. It was a mix between being rustic and a jail cell. We dug it.


We got ready for our hike and then proceeded up the road to see the Giant Forest on top of the mountain. The drive was about an hour with winding roads and breathtaking views.

 I'm up there somewhere...

I'm up there somewhere...

After a few sight-seeing stops, we made it through the entrance to the Giant Forest. It was absolutely stunning. It's difficult to explain how large Sequoias are without experiencing them in person. The one below was one of the smaller ones we saw when we first drove in.


Once we found parking, I could feel my hands getting sweaty. It's a weird thing: I knew I loved this person (Tiff) with all of my heart and I was pretty sure she would say yes, but I was still incredibly nervous.

We began walking down the trail. 


My original goal was to propose in front of the General Sherman tree; the largest tree in the world. When we got to it though, there was a hoard of tourists. We continued down the trail to a more secluded area with other giant Sequoias.


Suddenly, there it was - the perfect spot.

It had a fallen tree trunk for me to set my camera and small tripod on. It was also secluded from the crowds, featuring our very own Sequoia monster as the background. I hid behind the tree for a moment, grabbing the ring box to hide in my jacket. Tiff gave me a strange look, but didn't say anything about my odd behaviour.

My first attempt failed as a family walked around the corner of the trail. I wanted the moment to be just her and me, (then later we could share with everyone else, once we were ready. In my opinion, proposing in public in front of crowds seem manipulative and wrong. Back to the story: I told her the angle was off and we needed to try again.

I reset the camera onto video mode once again and we moved back into position. This time, no one was around except her and me. My heart was beating so fast. As she placed her hand onto my chest, she knew something was up. It was now or never.

I blurted out that I was "scared", when really I meant to say I'm "nervous". This seemed more appropriate a word since I've never been more sure of something in my life. The words I spoke after are between her and I of course.

I bent down on one knee and through teary eyes, I asked her. 


She said, "yes", which is great because if she hadn't this article would be pretty awkward right about now.

 My beautiful fiancee shortly after

My beautiful fiancee shortly after

The rest of the trip was so much fun. It felt amazing to know that the girl by my side was going to be there forever. The moment turned out perfect. Luckily, we were able to hug and talk for awhile without anyone ever coming down the trail and into the PROPOSAL ZONE. (I said that in my mind like a wrestler.)

After the proposal, we continued walking down the trail. Below, you'll find some of my favorite photos from the rest of the day and the following day, where we visited Moro Rock within Sequoia National Park. Thanks for reading and I hope I didn't get too sappy, but I had to share the best moment of my life with everyone!

Marion Sansom Park Adventure

One of my goals for 2018 is to get outside and explore more. I want to find more skate spots, I want to adventure in places most people don't get to see (tunnels, abandoned buildings, etc.) and most of all, I want to discover new hiking trails.

This past weekend my girlfriend and I had planned to go to the Fort Worth Zoo, but quickly decided against it once we got there and saw a cluster of kids and the absence of parking spots. We decided to find custard, coffee, and eventually a hiking trail. Little did we know that this path would be one of the best trails we've walked in the DFW area. Let's talk about the Marion Sansom Park trail.


On Google, I saw a small waterfall so I suppose that was the original draw to this particular trail? Either way, it turned out there was a lot more to see. The beginning of the trail head we chose looked like the remnants of a tiny, dilapidated castle wall. On the side of the trails, we were welcomed by cacti littered about.


We continued down the rocky path. Tiff and I both wore thin soled shoes which in retrospect was probably a poor decision as we felt every stone and uneven piece of Earth below us. There was such a variety of nature to see, from lizards that jumped out to scare Tiff to mushrooms hugging fallen branches and total green tree coverage. It almost felt like we had traveled to a far off land.


After almost complete tree coverage, the trail opened itself up to sunlight and a collection of wild succulents. The constant change in forest settings made this adventure more uique than a lot of other trails in the DFW area.


Onward we went. After a few near misses with wasps, lizards, and mountain bikers, we came to a cliff and his tree friend. The scene was a rare site to see in North Texas. Tiff took this opportunity to take it all in via a very buddist-esque pose.


We back tracked a bit and found a trail that led downward toward a waterfall we could hear in the distance. The path down was very rocky and slippery, but presented us with an opportunity to find some really interesting rocks and possible fossils.


After proudly looking like children sifting through rocks, we made it to the bottom of the hill and found the waterfall! There were so many things to see. I loved how the waterfall fell into a quarry type area with another stream flowing into it from the other side of the body of water. We resolved to walking  


We resolved to walking alongside the entering stream. The trail made us walk close to high plants and a still-ish part of the stream where I expected to find a Cottonmouth snake of some sort, but luckily we avoided any sightings. We half-circled to find a faster area of the water. It was really quite beautiful.

 Random people in my shot trying to find a way to get across the stream.

Random people in my shot trying to find a way to get across the stream.

 I'd like to believe this is a collection of pee that refuses to leave a part of itself behind in the water's current.

I'd like to believe this is a collection of pee that refuses to leave a part of itself behind in the water's current.

We ventured away from the water for a short time and found a large opening where water used to pool. The emptiness of it and exposed tree roots set kind of a cool scene. May come back to this area to film a short skit or horror. I didn't take a picture of this area for some reason. I guess I was stuck taking it all in. 

We decided it was getting dark and that we needed to head back to the car. The path back was a lot faster of a trip, but was all incline. Before heading up, I snapped one last stream picture.


All in all this was one of the funnest and most beautiful trails I've been on in the Dallas/Fort Worth area. It was a good workout and worth every minute of exploration. I highly recommend this trail to anyone who wants to feel like they've left the city without actually having to.

For more info on Marion Sansom Park near Fort Worth, Texas, visit the FWMBA website.

 Another adventure complete with this lovely lady.

Another adventure complete with this lovely lady.

Evergreen, Colorado Hiking Trip

Now that this website can accommodate Shred Social and this Koonagi's World blog (plus other stuff), I can finally start posting again. 


Today's post is focused on a fraction of Tiff and my trip to Colorado. We stayed in Denver and explored the city plus surrounding areas including Red Rocks Amphitheater. This will highlight one day; the day we traveled west of Denver to Evergreen, Colorado. 

Allergies owned my head space for the majority of the trip so as we elevated from Denver to Evergreen, ear pressure became my constant and unwanted friend. Despite what felt like an earwax monster wreaking havoc within my head, once we arrived in the downtown area, parked and got out, the pressure alleviated slightly. 

As we walked through this beautiful mountain town, our first stop was Little Bear. This turned out to be more of a dive bar than a place to grab lunch. The inside reminded me of the bar Walter White sat in on the show Breaking Bad in one of the last two episodes of the series. I attempted a picture but it was dark and my settings on my DSLR were off. We exited and came upon a more suitable lunch spot.

The Muddy Buck was exactly what we were looking for. They had great food, interesting bathrooms, and some of the best coffee I'd ever had. This is also where we discovered Wailmers spawned a lot. (We're really into Pokemon Go still.)

After eating some amazing sandwiches, we took a short walk down the main street in downtown Evergreen. We came upon a stream that may or may not have had gold in it, some small shops, a closed geode store that we really wanted to visit, and a green friend similar to the ones we met in Roswell, NM.

We decided to head back to the car to begin our short ascension up the mountain to hike the Maxwell Falls Upper Trailhead. It was a winding mountain road that led there, filled with small and large houses on the side. It made us want to move there! (The abundance of Wailmer helped too.) We arrived about 20 minutes later at the trailhead and snapped a picture from atop the rental car.

The hike was really wonderful even though we never found the so-called "Maxwell Falls". We started the hike by walking on frozen streams and after a quick pee break, we made our way down the snow-filled trails. 

It was probably the perfect time of year to walk it as the weather was perfect and the surrounding nature was a mix of winter giving way to spring. Oddly, we didn't see one animal or bug the entire hike (except a couple human animals that said "Hi" as Tiff and I waved and walked quickly away.)

Below is a photo set of the hike.

Afterwards we were pretty tired, but we still wanted to explore a little more and of course play more Pokemon Go so we headed to the frozen lake in town.

Feeling pretty tired at this point and ready to find dinner, we got back into the car and headed back to Denver. Tiff and I were pretty bummed we hadn't seen any animals. As luck would have it, we came upon a family of animals in the extremely rich neighborhood Google Maps navigated us through. Our last picture/moment in Evergreen was that of shedding Elk. 

One of three Elk Bois

We can't wait to return!

Forest Adventures of the Fourth Kind

Last weekend, my friend James, Cole, and I went on an impromptu forest adventure after skating Irving Skatepark. Every time we get together as our group the "Alley Katz", some sort of video or collection of pictures come about. This time, we got both.

Besides the video above, I took a few stills as well. I'm new to the photography world, so I set out with my Canon T6 and its kit lens and attempted to capture photos the best that I could. As fate would have it, mid-exploration, a train came by which made for some interesting photo opportunities. (All photos are raw/unedited.)

Humans Vs. Pilot Whales: Who's More Intelligent?
 Photo Courtesy of The Simpsons

Photo Courtesy of The Simpsons

Who's the smartest in the Animal Kingdom?

I found myself asking this question after seeing an article argue over which species was more intelligent, cats or dogs. There are conflicting reports on that issue and the article I just linked has a misnomer title, but all of that aside, my first query was how do researchers look for intelligence in the first place? You can, of course, monitor the life of an animal and give it different tasks to test its problem solving abilities or you can dig deeper and look at the numbers.

It seems to the Vanderbilt University and others that intelligence can be measured in relation to the amount of cortical neurons a brain has. I read this and thought, like in life, dry numbers don't always equal a solid conclusion when it comes to emotions, habits, general thought processes, and creativity. It seems that you must consider evolutionary history and environment as well. 

 Photo courtesy of Jonathon Bird's Blue World and Wes's Sick Squat Skills

Photo courtesy of Jonathon Bird's Blue World and Wes's Sick Squat Skills

Going off neurons in the cerebral cortex alone, which is where most information processing occurs, science tells us that the Pilot Whale is almost twice as smart as we are.

 Species/Neurons - Screenshot from Wikipedia

Species/Neurons - Screenshot from Wikipedia

So why do we rule the world and they don't? Environmental advantages.

1. We Live on Land

Living on land has given us a lot of advantages. We're privy to more materials. We can spark fires here. We can skateboard. (That applies to everyone right?)

There were, of course, land issues at first:

  • Respiration
  • Gravity
  • Desiccation


 Photo courtesy of Know Your Meme

Photo courtesy of Know Your Meme

2. We Have Hands

Mainly I'm referring to our thumb and index finger, but the rest of the hand is great too (just not AS great. Fight me, other fingers.) We can grab anything we want! Just don't go the Kevin Spacey route.


3. We've Written Down Our Knowledge

Even though the Pilot Whale may be able to process more information than we can, it is not evident that they have passed their knowledge in an overarching way to their descendants; no more so than other animals have. Once we discovered/invented writing, we changed the game. 

It doesn't appear as if our brains have changed in a drastic way from 10,000 years ago in relation to how big our brains are or how many neurons we as humans have. This seems to point in the direction of environmental pressures, adaptability, and communication over long periods of time. 



Humans are smarter, but only because we have evolutionary advantages that extend past an adherence to a certain amount of neurons in a specific place within our brain, though neuron counts are a large component.

According to Marc Hauser, director of the cognitive evolution lab at Harvard University, there are four main cognitive factors that distinguish us from all other life on Earth, (that we know of). I've given you my "why/what", now here's Hauser's "what":

1. Generative computation

Humans can generate a practically limitless variety of words and concepts. We do so through two modes of operation recursive and combinatorial. The recursive operation allows us to apply a learned rule to create new expressions. In combinatorial operations, we mix different learned elements to create a new concept.

2. Promiscuous combination of ideas

Promiscuous combination of ideas allows the mingling of different domains of knowledge such as art, sex, space, causality and friendship thereby generating new laws, social relationships and technologies.”

3. Mental symbols

Mental symbols are our way of encoding sensory experiences. They form the basis of our complex systems of language and communication. We may choose to keep our mental symbols to ourselves, or represent them to others using words or pictures.

4. Abstract thought

Abstract thought is the contemplation of things beyond what we can sense.

This is not to say that our mental faculties sprang fully formed out of nowhere. Researchers have found some of the building blocks of human cognition in other species. But these building blocks make up only the cement foot print of the skyscraper that is the human mind. The evolutionary origins of our cognitive abilities thus remain rather hazy. Clarity is emerging from novel insights and experimental technologies, however.
— Marc Hauser
Incredible Insect Micro Sculptures by Levon Biss
Micro miniatures (also called micro art or micro sculptures) is a fine art form. Micro miniatures are made by using a microscope to take a photograph in sections and then blending the final product.
— Wikipedia
 What I imagine Levon says to himself each day as an affirmation. 

What I imagine Levon says to himself each day as an affirmation. 

Per my morning routine, I was listening to a TED Talk that happen to feature a photographer named Levon Biss. Although his career is in normal photography, his dive into creating micro sculpture photographs came about more recently, as he explains from the TED stage. in a presentation called, "Levon Biss: Mind-blowing, magnified portraits of insects".

Levon's side transition into micro sculptures happened by chance when his son brought a beetle from a nearby garden into the house. As him and his son viewed it under a microscope, his son had received for Christmas, he realized how beautiful this particular beetle species (that he passed each day) actually was. His interest in insects and how they looked close up began. 

If you visit his website, you can see a catalogue of his work.

After listening to the TED Talk, I was eager to see these photographs for myself. Needless to say, I wasn't disappointed. Two of my favorites are the Orchid Cuckoo Bee and the Tricoloured Jewel Beetle:

On his website, you can zoom in on each picture and see the incredible details of each bug that he's captured.

As you can see in the video earlier in the article, his art is on display in the form of large, hi-def photographs that move from museum to museum, wowing visitors along the way. 

 Display at the Naturhistorisches Museum Basel in Basel, Switzerland being shown through October 29, 2017.

Display at the Naturhistorisches Museum Basel in Basel, Switzerland being shown through October 29, 2017.

Will the American West Coast Ever Be Hit by a Hurricane? [Journal of Events]

August 25, 2017:

As I've been driving into work each day this week, signs have been notifying everyone that a hurricane will probably hit southern Texas. They advise not driving in that direction. I'm sure others have seen these signs and have heard about the terrible weather headed that way. This got me thinking: Will a hurricane ever hit the west coast in the future?

Why aren't hurricanes hitting the west coast now?

The reason for this is that hurricanes generally only manifest in waters that are 80 degrees higher. States like Oregon, Washington, and California never experience this type of weather because their waters remain at 75 degrees or below. 

We all learned about this trait of severe storms in elementary school, but the recent news had me pondering, "If global warming is heating our oceans, when can we expect American west coast oceans to warm above 80 degrees and begin to produce hurricanes?"

As I was researching rates through Science Mag's AAAC, I decided to reach out to NOAA via Twitter for an answer (with a closely followed corrective tweet in my word-use).


A few hours went by with no response, so I reached out directly to former astronaut and current NOAA Adminstrator Kathryn D. Sullivan via email. Again, hours went by, which makes sense. She's an incredibly busy person. 

August 28, 2017:

It's now been a few days with no response, so I'm going to try and find the answer myself. 

Visiting NOAA's website, I found the temperatures for twelve different spots along America's western coast. (I only used areas with recent temperatures.)

I'm only using areas with the above recent temperatures for an average of 56.3 degrees. Since I'm trying to create a predictive temperature scale, I need a broader time frame. I'll continue my search.

According to a report published in Science Mag, the oceans are warming 15 times faster now than they have in the last 10,000 years. 

In its latest report, released in September, the UN’s Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) noted the recent slowdown in the rate of global warming. While global temperatures rose by about one-fifth of a degree Fahrenheit per decade from the 1950s through 1990s, warming slowed to just half that rate after the record hot year of 1998. The IPCC has attributed the pause to natural climate fluctuations caused by volcanic eruptions, changes in solar intensity, and the movement of heat through the ocean. Many scientists note that 1998 was an exceptionally hot year even by modern standards, and so any average rise using it as a starting point would downplay the longer-term warming trend.

So, here's what I've figured out so far:

Calculating surface temperatures probably won't give me an exact time frame, but rather just a poor guesstimate. It seems that to get an exact time frame, I would need to calculate the total energy housed in a climate system. This includes the melting of glaciers, water vapor according to a hygrometer/psychrometer, the amount of snow cover, and other climate system indicators. Let's go a different route.

I'm going to reach out to and ask the same question.

August 30, 2017:

Still no response from Ask A Scientist, so I've sent the question to NASA via their Ask-A-Geologist contact page. Hopefully they will respond. Until then, I'll be here just patiently waiting.


September 7, 2017:

Finally an answer.

After reaching out to multiple sources for an answer, I was finally contacted by Sharon Fitzgerald of the USGS who said:

Hi Eric,

I am sorry to take so long in answering your question. I hope people in Texas are recovering.

According to this article, while warming to >80 degrees F will be conducive to hurricane formation, the movement is still going to be away from the US coast.
— SF

She ended the email by sending me to an article called, "Why do hurricanes hit the East Coast of the U.S. but never the West Coast?" published on the Scientific American website. Here I found what I was looking for and found that I was halfway to the answer.

Finally, an Answer:

The original question was when will hurricanes hit the west coast in the future since waters are slowly warming. The answer comes in two parts:

1. First, it's due to colder water temperatures, which is what we found earlier on in this article.

2. Second, and the rest of the puzzle:

[...]hurricanes in the northern hemisphere form at tropical and subtropical latitudes and then tend to move toward the west-northwest. In the Atlantic, such a motion often brings the hurricane into the vicinity of the East Coast of the U.S. In the Northeast Pacific, the same west-northwest track carries hurricanes farther offshore, well away from the U.S. West Coast.
— SA: Chris W. Landsea - a researcher at the Atlantic Oceanographic and Meteorological Laboratory/Hurricane Research Division of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA)

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