We went for another hike up Mount Woodson, this time from Lake Poway entrance. By the way, the park that houses
the lake and mountain is a delightful place. We would recommend it as a wonderful area to hike, fish, take a
picnic and/or relax and absorb the sights. One can also hire a rowing boat and enjoy the lake surface.
"If I was a fisherman..."...I think this is the spot I'd choose.
This was a scene that was visible for only a couple of minutes before the sun disappeared.
The clouds seemed to spillover the mountaintops.
A few months ago, while running down the mountain, Jen had a 'spill' and landed at the feet of a man walking up
the mountain. She mentioned how embarrassed she felt sprawled in the dirt, lying at the feet of this hiker. I was
a little ahead of her so did not see her fall or the result.
Today, it was my turn. These falls happen from time-to-time. Often, once I've tripped, I'm able to keep running
with my body bent over and stretching ahead of my feet. Provided one keeps moving (never brake), it's possible to lift
the torso slowly back into position while the feet resume leadership. Done correctly, the fall is avoided. Other times,
one has no chance because the first time you realize you're in trouble is when you find yourself on the ground. Today,
I had the hybrid version. I struck a slightly protruding rock and kept running. I knew that I was too far out of kilter
to save the situation. Nevertheless, I did not fall until about two seconds later, providing sufficient opportunity
to prepare to meet the ground. All in a day's hiking experience.
Another time that the sun backlit a corner of a range.
Black cloud today; contrast with last week's coloring below.
Colored clouding compared with above from a week later.
Finally, the weather looked quite dull and we were convinced it would be day without photographs; it nearly was.
However, close to the peak, thick clouds formed and the sun made a successful attempt to penetrate them. For brief moments,
we viewed stunning sights, particularly the sun lighting some peaks while others remained in shadows or unlit.
A particular angle at the lake, when we arrived back, took the breath away although it could have been the run that did it.
Different strata of clouds blanket the East County of San Diego.
Could be 'Gone fishing' by next week if not sooner.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
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