Big Bear Escape

26 08 2010

She took a deep breath, slowly exhaling, and willing the tension out of her back and shoulders. The hot mug of coffee felt comforting in her hands. She took a careful sip, and relished it’s smoky aftertaste. A siren broke the silence, so she said a quick prayer for the intrepid group that was racing off somewhere to the rescue. It was odd to hear that sound in this quiet, small town. In a few seconds, the normal peaceful sounds of birds and wind in the pines were once more the dominant music of the morning. This weekend would be over all too soon, but she knew that the rejuvenation and inspiration would last for weeks. She took another sip of coffee and opened the book she was reading.

On Glory Ridge Road


– photo by FishPOET

The Tired Man’s Geocache

"Whole Lotta Trouble"

Revisiting a Favorite: Towsley Canyon

19 08 2010

This park is about 10 miles north of where I live and lies between the San Fernando and Santa Clarita Valleys. The air is always crystal clear, as the coastal fog and inland inversion layer never get to this particular canyon. There are a variety of trails to follow, some strenuous, some not so hard, so I can easily design my workout for each excursion. Last week, I took a shorter, mostly flat hike along the path that heads south from the parking lot and went about a half mile to one of my favorite spots. Some folks like going to the beach and watching the waves; I like watching the oil seep bubble and ooze.

Although this canyon boasts one of the richest crops of wildflowers every year, by this time in late summer the colors have all faded into browns, grays, and rusts.

The creek is completely dry:

There has been a lot of water through this canyon over the course of history, though:

I did find some pretty color. Too bad it’s a giant hedge of poison oak .

Most of the trail is in and out of oak trees, and the shadows enhance the scenery.

A local resident struck a pose:

This mess of water and oil does drain across the trail and into the stream.

Further down the trail was where the first oil drills in California were placed. There’s more about that in this online history article.

Since I’ve visited here several times, there was only one cache on the trail for me to get: Please Pass The Fork. . .

The piéce de resistance: the oil seep!

Unusual Structures in Glendale

12 08 2010

I like to keep an eye out for uniqueness in any given area, and Glendale yielded three special buildings to my lens as I cache around the city with f0t0m0m and OLdweeb. The first was this lovely mission/adobe style train station, a modern expression of classic California architecture:

Pardon Me Boys…

We got there just in time to see the Metrorail train come and go:

This “temporary” building has housed a church in the middle of a giant parking lot for several years now:
004 – Just for the Numbers

We didn’t find the cache here, but doesn’t every shopping mall need an Eiffel tower on the roof of its parking structure?

The best cache of the day was this 2-stage multi which required access to wifi to get the coords for the final cache. I’ve blocked out the actual numbers, but you can see how it shows up on my iPad!
Glendale war-walking multi

I love the quick easy caches, but really appreciate the truly creative ones.

Big Number, Big Birds

5 08 2010

The Ventura Kids found their 23,000th cache last weekend at this cache – 126 on 126:#111: View of the highway, and I was there to document the momentous occasion:

15 seconds later:

There’s never a dull moment when caching with these guys. Why is f0t0m0m laughing? Did Sandy just drop the cache down the pole? OOOPSie….

Yes, we replaced it, of course! As a fellow klutz, I like the design of this cache, as it can’t fall down in a pole:

Just today, I had a great time driving around the area surrounding the scenic highway 126. f0t0m0m and I got all the way to the Sespe Condor Sanctuary.
Dough Flat Redux

These birds are BIG:

I was hoping to show you a real one, but all we saw was scenery. Oh, darn. Enjoy!

Lake Piru