Oooouuuuuuchhhhh

The Gods of the Stream may have woken up on the wrong side of the bed this Sunday morning. Unfortunately for us we may have been the first to cross them and they toyed with us, finding amusement in our dancing back and forth with a fear of getting our feet wet. The cold water may have provided a cushion if not for the ice covered boulder which rose up to meet the knee of one unsuspecting Sharon. Sharon has a small knee. Much smaller than the angry rock which bit it. She fell hard but will recover and we'll be back.

Until then.

Ya Gotta Get Out There

This past Sunday Sharon and I took on eighteen fabulous (and butt-lifting) miles through the Angeles. It was fantastic! We got to the trailhead by 6:30am and watched the sun rise as we started our loop. I believe it was one of the most beautiful mornings on the trail. We passed a few groups of mountain bikers and it was reasurring to know there are some polite bikers out there that will actually let hikers pass instead of just running them over. We finished up about six+ hours later and I don't know about Sharon but I slept the rest of the day. It was a marvelous way to start 2006!

No Horses or Bigfoots

Our good friend Ted was hiking recently and got this amazing shot.

Bigfoot on the Trail