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"Morning has broken, light the first hour..."

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Iron Mountain, 5:30am (click on photo to enlarge) Light filters from behind the mountain Sean Bradford, a friend of ours, mentioned on a hike last year that the 'early hours of the day are the Lord's time'. We considered that a fair statement but wondered about the rest of the day and in particular, sunsets. The latter are beautiful, of course. After thinking about it further, we realized that sunsets are convenient—most of us are awake at that time. On the other hand, at sunrise, many have yet to surface. Following our mantra, 'one has to work to achieve anything meaningful', views of sunrise require more effort. To prove the point, Sean had us commence a hike to Iron Mountain peak at 5:30 am. In the end, even after leaving a cozy bed at 4:30am, we respectfully agree. The young man makes a great point. For the rest, we have included a few photographs from hikes and walks in and about the county. Jenni remained at home so 'Dawn' filled in for her ...

San Miguel Mountain, San Diego County

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Enchanting The final third of the climb, steep as all h... Surreal We are pleased it was our editor who chose this Sunday morning hike. Why do we mention this? Later. It puzzles us that we did not come across this extremely steep hike earlier—it’s a stunner. Nevertheless, better late than never. The hike comprises three very steep elements, the rest being mostly inclines and and two big dips. The dips add to the elevation gain resulting in an accumulated total of better than 2,000 feet. It seemed very much more than that though. Because our editor chose the hike, it precluded her from whining. However, had you kept an eye on her face, you would have discovered the concept of the 'silent whine'. We think she is close to perfecting it. Perhaps a little more work and a patent could be in the ‘works’. Editor searches for golf ball after a wild, high hook We read somewhere that aircraft heading for San Diego use this mountain as a beacon, that is, they make the turn for t...

Three degrees of showing off

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Missed the young man. Do wish he'd shaved, at least a couple of days ago. On return to Lake Level With our bodies in San Diego, minds somewhere in the mountains and our hearts with Ellie and Baby Josephson, we headed to Mount Woodson in Poway again. We did this two weeks ago but this time we took young Robert with us. The original idea was to make it a family hike, an ideal bonding opportunity. We approached Baby Josephson first. Admittedly, not yet five days old, he seemed to be ambivalent about a hike. Ellie decided to stay with her brother; Natalie had a good excuse and Anthony, being a family man decided to look after same. That left Gavin who elected to sleep past departure which was 5:30am—Gavin tends to be sensible. Then there were three. Show-off One Show-off Two And the winner is...Robbie We arrived at the trailhead situate within the Lake Poway park at 6am. Unfortunately, the park only opens at 7am. Fortunately, there was a gap in the gate, which we ...

Hiking with Baby Josephson in mind; not on our backs...yet

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San Diego County 6am, Baby (boy) Josephson reaches the age of 13 hours Looking towards the ocean from East County, soon after commencement We remember 1978 when we worked with Viv Bartlett at Barclays Bank in Johannesburg. We were a little younger in those days and a lot less experienced in matters of the world. On the birth of Viv and Lori's child, they invited us to join the family to 'wet the baby's head'. The concept and phrase 'tickled' us—in fact, it still does. Not the most elegant move you're likely to observe Fast forward to 13 hours after the birth of Baby Josephson; we realize the wetting of his head concept is not one of our traditions. Besides, Natalie and Anthony would be most upset should we pour Diet Coke over the baby. We would,too—what a waste of a Coke. Instead, we headed towards Iron Mountain at 5:30am to offer thanks in general and burn off some excess energy. B'H. Looking towards Mount Woodson (the mountain with the '...