Sunday, January 1, 2017

Hiking in the New Year

Two days ago, I finally got on the road bike, having been off for awhile due to illness and cold weather.  I had to bundle up. Like the weenie I am.  I knew this would be the first time in a long time that I would not bike Mt Hamilton on New Year's Day.  Just too cold for me.  The BF, sick with the flu, has been out of the picture, too.

What to do, what to do.  Well, Miss P. suggested while on our club bike ride the other day that we consider a hike.  Perfect!  I can handle that.  But we had to select a park free of any aliens especially if I am going to get out of my pajamas, and make the effort to return to exercising.  I don't want any close encounters....

We agreed upon Rancho Canada del Oro, a hike I did a year ago.  Good choice.   On the drive into the park, I had to brake for, wait, wait for it, no not aliens but several turkeys!  We did encounter a lot of funny looking mushrooms; I tried not to think they might be incubating tiny aliens.  We met some people who thought we might be bird watchers.  No, more like alien watchers.  They were out to burn off the bubbly.

This is a beautiful park to hike with gradual climbs that take you way up towards the sky, along with a lot of photo ops.  Like the one above.  My first impression was, "It's a toilet seat for the outdoors."  I don't know why I have the thoughts I have.  We also saw signs about restoration in progress for areas affected by one of the fires from last year.

We came across several trees whose limbs had split; possibly signs of alien invasion ... anyway, good to get out and enjoy our open space.  We did just about 5 miles and plan to return to do a different hike, plus, we hope to explore other parks in the coming months.  I've never hiked in Mt. Hamilton for instance. Happy New Year.

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Continuing the Christmas Tradition

I'm not one for traditions but for whatever reason, I started going to Half Moon Bay every Christmas. 

This is the second year that Miss P. joined me.  She indulged my desire to explore a section of the coastal trail that I've been meaning to do forever.  She also drove and that was really nice.

I've always wanted to walk to the Ritz Carlton and this year, my wish was granted.

We walked and walked, sometimes on the cliffs, sometimes on the beach.  Parts of the beaches were not accessible because the tide had come in.  But, anywhere you find yourself in this area is simply stunning. 

We kept walking in the direction towards Pescadero, and at some point, moved a little ways inland.  We passed a farm where they are obviously breeding, wait wait for it, yes, aliens. Also known as Brussel sprouts.  It was a surprise and a delight.

Here I am, having survived the invasion of the body snatchers, also known as the aliens masked in Brussel Sprouts stalks.

We saw a rabbit dart across the path.  We saw a few humans, too. I'm still surprised we didn't see any aliens but I guess they have not hatched from the pods.  We saw some odd signs, one for instance mentioning if you didn't see the sheriff, then, leave a note.  Okey dokey.  We ended up walking 8 miles, an easy accomplishment when faced with breathtaking scenery.  Another splendid outing, peaceful and calming.  This is how I like spending Christmas.

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Christmas in the Park in San Jose by Night

Visiting Christmas in the Park in San Jose at night brings a new experience than the one felt during the day.  The lights twinkle, the air is cold, the season bright, and it's very merry.  Year after year, I, and many others, return to visit a tradition.

He cracked me up because that is how I felt after a few drinks too many....

Let me tell you about the very long letter I deposited that was addressed to The Boyfriend .... I must say that The BF, returning from a trip to Finland, gave me 2 unique gifts that I liked very much.  He is redeemed for the moment.

Inside the Fairmont Hotel.

One of many trees that decorated the park.

Lights, trees, festive, a beautiful way to get in the spirit of the holiday.