Stone wall

One of my strong childhood memories is of riding in the car with my family as we traveled northwards on the shore of Clear Lake, heading to Fort Bragg on the California coast. Clear Lake was pretty much a mystery to me in those days; I saw very little of it — but I did see the low, arched, brown […]

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Two creeks

As I drove east through the hills along Highway 20, heading home from Clear Lake, I wasn’t especially looking forward to the Interstate 5 leg of my trip. I had traveled that way so many times before; and even though that route would most likely have me home in less than 90 minutes, the scenery wasn’t very interesting. So as […]

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New York Creek bridge

I’m not sure precisely when this bridge was constructed (although the sign below does give a hint, I suppose). I do recall that back in the 1980s when I used to hike out along New York Creek with the Big Guy to fish off the shore of Folsom Lake, the bridge did not yet exist. A lot can change in […]

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And back down again

Last Monday, I wrote about climbing up the trail at Mt Konocti; but of course that was only half the story. As I limped my way up the road (at an elevation of roughly 3500 feet) toward Mary Downen’s cabin, I was marveling at the view through the old orchard and down into the valley below. I happened to turn […]

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Up the mountain trail

I hiked up Mt Konocti alone, and I’ll admit there were a few moments when I wondered if I’d made a big mistake. It wasn’t that the trail was rough — but the climb was unrelenting, and I had to stop several times just to get my breath back. And then there was the pain in my left knee; it […]

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