Mount Woodson from the west in rain, Woodson from the east in sunshine, Black Mountain neither here nor there, Lake Poway with our 'bright sparks'.
A view from Mount Woodson peak. Where does the time go? Stupid question but South Africa has 'come and gone', I haven't called Sean for a hike regretfully and it's time to leave at the end of next week for Hike-about 27. We have unfinished business in Spain, France and Andorra which has us excited. Before then, most importantly, Tarryn, our late sister's daughter is marrying Stephen in Israel, our next port of call—a particularly exciting and meaningful time for the couple and family. In the meantime, we went hiking with the brightest sparks in our lives, Ellie and Benny, to Lake Poway in perfect weather. The following Sunday, we hiked to the peak of Woodson in rain and the week thereafter, in sunshine with a mid-week hike up Black Mountain. Most San Diegans will attest to experiencing gray weather, typical for this period. From Woodson last week, visibility was almost zero at 6am. The following week at 5:15am, visibility at ground level was gray and poor. H...