Mount Woodson, back-to-back and a fond farewell.
Looking west as sun lights up the mountains while the foreground is shaded. "Should we get our bikinis on while the sun hits this rock?." Golden Rock, a little help from my friend, the sun. After staying up all night, dancing and drinking, we headed directly to Mount Woodson for our first hike of the year. One part of the sentence is false. We won’t provide any clues or hints but take a chance and guess. It was funny arriving at 5:45am at Poway Lake and waiting for the duty officer to open the gates by 6am. At the time, we asked ourselves if we weren’t a little crazy or perhaps showing too much enthusiasm. Crazy is good and one can never have enough enthusiasm. Unfortunately, it was another cloudless day. However, nature never fails to provide a unique set of views each and every day. In fact, we would offer the comment that the photographs are some of the best we have. Amazing as we witnessed the sun reflecting off the mist, although a flawed photo...