My muddiest hike to date climbed more than a thousand feet to one of those worth-the-walk views after weeks of air-washing rain. If you’re take on such a hike, go with a friend.
The weekend before Christmas, I took a short hike east of the Lexington Reservoir. The sky was overcast; the mood was peaceful.
An easy walk to a radio telescope made for a pleasant evening in Palo Alto. The most impressive sight turned out to be all around.
NaNoWriMo 2018 coincided with some of the worst fires in California’s history. But writing enthusiasts congregated at a home in the hills. Views at sunset didn’t require a hike.
On a warm October morning, I made the scenic — and surprisingly mild — hike up Mt. Umunhum. This sacred mountain is also the home of an enormous Cold War-era radar tower visible from San Jose and beyond.
The map is not the territory; the story is not the experience; the difficulty can be overcome.
East of the valley, I found Grant Ranch as a dusty, grassy county park whose pond fared better than its roses.
During a dry spell I went looking for vanished waterfalls, and found a babbling brook instead.
Civilized marshlands make for an easy walk in Sunnyvale. Wild country, this was not.
The southern end of the Bay Area Ridge Trail is a decent park that balances civilization with wilderness. But I couldn’t help thinking that its white fallow deer weren’t the only ones fenced off.