2 Miles Inland

Everyone once in awhile the mainland competes with the ocean.  Today was one of those occasions.  After having endured temperatures in the 50's and 60's for the past few weeks, today hit a high of 70.  I took advantage of it and went off for a trail run over my lunch hour.

Low and behold a young bobcat had the same idea.  Los Penasquitos Canyon is home to many mammals, but it's rare to see anything other than rabbits and an occasional deer sighting.  Yet, as I rounded a turn, there he was, just padding along the trail towards me.  We started about 50 yards apart and closed to 25 yards before he decided to escape into the brush. 

How lucky am I to have the ability to run and to be in yet unspoiled areas where wonderful events like today can happen.  Below is not my picture, but it was the best example of what he looked like.

Tired of the Pursuit

Woke up a little hung over this morning.  Not quite certain why.  Well actually that's not true, but not quite certain why I drank so much.  How can a person have everything and yet not be happy?  It just doesn't make sense to me. 

So in our pursuit of happiness we end up unhappy?  Is that possible, or is it just that I am so fortunate that my happiness has become mundane and I am looking for higher and higher highs?  It certainly makes one wonder.  Thank God its Friday, and I don't have to think about it again until Monday!

Contemplating a move

Well it is the first of the year, and with all firsts change is considered.  Having spent the last 9 months waking each morning to the view of the Pacific one wonders if living quarters could be much better.

The answer I find is "Yes".  Like all capitalistic, materialistic, spoiled Americans it seems that I need an even better view.  Not to mention the stairway leading to the ocean has been closed and I am now forced to walk a block and a half to dip my toes in the ocean. 

So you see I really haven't learned a thing.  Longing for bigger and better, that will make my world right, correct?  The beauty of writing is that it is even more honest than a mirror's reflection.  Maybe I will stay set.  I know I should, but I doubt that I will.

Tweener Week

Christmas has come and gone.  The packages have been opened, the wrapping paper discarded and the tree has been removed.  All that is left is waiting for New Year's Eve. 

Trying to decide what New Year's Resolutions I should make.  So many years, and so many similar resolutions.  Should I change it up, or stick with the tried and true?  Instead of change I think I will work on improvement.  It may be the same, but sounds less extreme. 

I've had an eventful year, but am tired.  Its time for the flip of the calendar and the promise that comes with a fresh year and fresh beginning.

Watch out for the road blocks and have a safe and happy new year!

December Dreaming

December is here, and the Holidays are not far away.  What at one time was something to look forward to, is now something to try and get through.  Not trying to be a Scrooge, but can't say I really am feeling the season.

The days are shorter, colder and darker.  The water is colder and darker.  My mood is darker.

But as the song says, "There's just to much to see waiting in front of me, so I can't look backwards too long!"

Day Light Savings Time

Originally Day Light Savings time was designed to maximize daylight and cut back on energy use.  Perhaps its working, but all I know is when I get home its dark.   That means no watching sunsets, and no after work surf sessions.  All seems more bleak.  Day turns to night, but slows turning back to day.  I know it will pass as all seasons do, however my first experience of it on the water front is to date not one of adulation.

Softtop riding

I resisted and resisted, but finally gave in to trying an 8'0" Costco blue ride special.  Felt like quite the beginner paddling out, but found  the board to be light and very maneuverable.  It's certainly a different ride compared to my normal 9'6" long board. 

The water is getting cold, but does tend to cull the crowds.  Had most of the breaks to myself yesterday for about 45 minutes.