Sometimes, you just have to get out there.
I jogged a 12 mile out and back on this trail on Friday.
There are a few wooded sections ...
but most of the route runs across open hill sides.
Eventually the fog began to burn off and the ocean came into view.
I spent the day carefully jumping over lizards ...
and an occasional snake.
Next time, I'll have to go down to Stinson Beach. After days like this, I really do think northern California is akin to paradise.
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I am impressed and a little envious that you still have the knees for this. And much of California IS paradise, especially when you take cars out of the equation. Your lovely photos certainly prove that point.
I should probably add a small (eight-legged) warning. The grass is very high this year; with the financial crisis of the parks, nobody is doing trail maintenance.
Consequently I picked up dozens of ticks on my body from this little excursion and am still picking them off 24 hours later despite washing and fumigating!
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