Up early again,
passing up the local stake house,

out with John to
Augies, then back up the
Yucaipa Grade,
returning to views of the
Crafton Hills and

Mt. San Bernardino to the

scene of
Oak
Glen
Station.
The walk, in the 4800-5000 foot range, progresses through land now saved by the Wildlands Conservancy, in the environs of
Pisgah Peak,
Mt. Wilshire, and
Los Rios

Rancho
(named after the Rivers Brothers,
rather than the local drainageways),
where land preservation is still the
hot topic, complete with a
free direct line to the
Los Angeles Mayor's Office to voice concerns,
to which we avail ourselves
(also making a donation at the Preserve Headquarters).

Adjacent is
Oak Knoll Park for

another look

down
Little San Gorgonio Canyon, then

winding up at the Conservation Camp
Gate.

Next walk will be down towards the canyon,
but at this point it must be driven,

back to that notorious narrow divide with the Wildwood watershed,

recapitulating the

San Jacinto and
Wilshire/Gorgonio views,

Jacinto now closer from
Highland Springs Avenue and the
I-10 onramp.

West back into the Greater Los Angeles Basin,

north on Central with the three graces of Mounts San Antonio (Old Baldy), Ontario, and Cucamonga, to lunch under the
warm sun of Claremont's

Mongolian

Barbeque.

Mountain Avenue
north,
back on

I-210 through

Baldwin
Park,

Altadena,

La Canada-Flintridge, the

Verdugos and

La Tuna Canyon beckoning,

with some vistas reminiscent of the

Mexican Highlands.

This high country, however, leads below the face of the

Tujungas in the
San

Fernando

Valley,

beyond which are the

I-5 ascent and

descent (including Gavin Canyon's

big cone Douglas fir and

cliffs), to the diminishing

oak

hills of Santa Clarita.
The human-natural symbioses of Rye Canyon and

Castaic Reservoir fall behind in the ascent of
reverse-road

Violin Canyon, where the

alterations are

fewer
and

far-betweener.

Up

and

over Tejon Summit,

down into the Frazier Park area,

past Lebec,

Ridge and

Valley,

plummetting down

the Grapevine

into the foggy

San

Joaquin

Valley --

it's hours home, but it's

enough.