Sunday, August 7, 2016

10 Miles and No Alien Sightings

For today's hike, the gang decided we should do 10 miles in Calero County Park, a park I often bike past on McKean Road.  10 miles you say, well, sure why not.  Omg, I should have said, "Really?  Why?"  It was far tougher than I anticipated, with steep climbs and lots of undulation.  At least we had a breeze.

We did have some super views and interesting unexpected things, like a, wait, wait for it, no, not an encounter with a hot dude, but, a bat barn.  No photo to share.  I'd like to do this hike in the winter months when everything is green.

I shared with the gang my tales and theories about aliens, something The Boyfriend had to endure on one of our Solvang cycling trips.  Well let me tell ya, I wish I had been abducted by aliens on the hike.  Boy, it was tiring towards the end but once at home, all cleaned up, I'm glad to have done it. 

Sunday, July 31, 2016

Walking in the Woods

Off we go, the four of us on an 8 mile hike in Sanborn Skyline Park.  We did a loop from the parking lot to the top of Skyline.

As you might imagine, when you walk in the woods, you see trees.  We also saw a fair share of mountain bikers.  It's a bit technical on some switchbacks but fairly easy I think, coming from someone who does not mountain bike.  At least descending.  Climbing might be a bit tiring.  After about mile 1, I was done but well, I sauntered on....

Ah, a vista but with the smoky skies not much to see.  We're somewhere way above Saratoga and Hwy 9 and close to Skyline.  In the distance I could see the white tops of the Shoreline concert venue.  Stella and I were also "treated" to a view of a woman taking a bathroom break.  Not a pretty sight.

Occasionally we encountered a big rock or two.  Here my companions are baffled as to why there is no Expresso Bar or Jamba Juice.  Me, I kept sauntering on.  At one point, we heard a loud crack, as though fireworks had been set off.  It was deafening.  We realized a branch had fallen. Unbelievable sound.  It spooked us.

Can we say Yay, we only have 1 more mile or so to go.  Ah, At this point, Stella and I took the shortcut, while the men took a longer route.  "Two roads diverged ... the road not taken...." Good choice because they encountered a rattlesnake sunning itself.  Luckily no humans were harmed ... nor the snake.  A fabulous outing.  Looking forward to another even if I do whine.

Saturday, July 30, 2016

Sweetest Time on Sweeney Ridge

Crestfallen (not really, but I wanted to sound dramatic) on CrestView as I had to walk a bit of it and The Boyfriend pedaled away.  Funny how the photo doesn't really capture how painfully difficult this climb is.

Yay, fun and easy descent on CrestView Drive.  The Boyfriend hit 40 mph.  Where are we, you ask.  Well, we decided to beat the week long heat wave and the poor air quality (from the heat wave and burning fire in Monterey) by leaving the South Bay and biking to Sweeney Ridge, a favorite ride of mine.  We began at the Pioneer Hotel in Woodside.

I first did this incredibly scenic and challenging route with Miss P. on a club ride.  It's been a year and today was the perfect day to do it.  I had to walk a bit on Tartan Trail.  Naturally The Boyfriend got up that one too.  Overall though, I fared well and I was proud of myself.

I suffer because the views are simply worth it.  Except here, you can see the ugly haze hanging in the South Bay.  I wondered whether the Mt. Ham club ride allowed for any views and how the cyclists did.  We, on the other hand, enjoyed the cool breezes as we made our way to Sweeney Ridge.

We came upon the marine layer.  It was like meeting Heaven.  Spectacular.  We watched planes take off from SFO.

Lookey, it looks like snow.  But as we know, it's bird shit....  I love this ride.  Oh yeah, I did fire The Boyfriend as my leading man as I struggled to get through the gate at Sweeney Ridge.  I'm always amazed that he puts up with me.  Then again, I am amazing, so he should, you know, simply adore me.   Returning home, I could feel in the air a cooling of sorts.  47 miles in 4 hr. 55 min.  Not bad.  We did cut out one climb - Bunker Hill.  Like I care.  More importantly, we had a fantastic outing.