Hike-about 11: Time for one more sunset hike in La Costa, SD County

Batiquitos Lagoon from Denk Mountain peak, again

Another sunset over the Pacific

Catalina Island holding on to the sun a little longer

“We can’t leave for South Africa until Wednesday,” our editor mentioned in passing.
“And why’s that?” We inquired, taken by surprise.
“I need to view another sunset,” her curt reply. Well, that bowled us over. This is the same person who said she was bored with the sun’s action in the early morning and late afternoon, a mere ten days ago. We never asked of her feelings during the rest of the day, we admit.

We, being a person not wishing to create a scene nor unwilling to partake in the odd hike or two, for the sake of peace in the home, concurred. Off we went to hike up Denk Tank Mountain again (What an attractive name.) This time we took the direct route, not a trail, avoiding the switchbacks—it goes through the bush and is steep.

The time just before the sun takes the final dip

Neglecting the other side for a moment or two, our favorite

The city lights at dusk

We’re still trying to gauge the change in attitude of our dear editor. However, we decided not to over think her position—the heart seems to be in the right place… at last. We remember when we were just a lad—our memory is that good—we would go to the cinema and watch, inter alia, the cigarette adverts. They failed in the sense that we never saw the point in smoking. Besides, our father smoked enough for at least three people. Anyway, there was this spectacular advert by Rothmans of Pall Mall stating that when one tires of London, one is tired of life. We thought it a rather biased opinion although we were too young to have tested it. The point of this is to give you our own advert: Sunrise or sunset. To tire of them is to miss the point of being alive. Strong stuff, you might say. We suppose so.

The lagoon, a little later

Once again, we were fortunate to meet another interesting couple. The wife was charming and Doug, a former professional volley ball player, wasn't bad himself. We often think of chance meetings on the trails such as with Michael D, Jonna and Tim, many others, too—really special occasions.

Finally, our walk down the mountain was in near-dark but the horizon was aglow in hues of orange and red. It was delightful.

Now we’ll return to packing. “Should we take our floral boots or the pink one’s, dear editor?”

Cheers,

Jenni and Jeffrey

PS Truth be told: We were always intending to leave Wednesday; we needed and wanted a hike, this being the place at which our camera setting failed previously (with our help, of course.)

The sky in contrast

The rainbow sun

Sunset over North County