Training Log Archive: Mook

Back on the mountain, I ran down the main road to the place where the power line crosses and back.

As I headed out (and again as I returned), I passed a couple of rather dirty-looking guys walking down the road carrying water in their hands. One of them had a big jug (and let's face it, no tourist out for a walk carries a jug like that around). He asked me something in broken english that sounded like "are you finish?". I answered "no" since I was just starting out. It seemed crazy that they must have walked up the mountain from the south, which is a really tough proposition, rather than go around. I guess they thought they'd stand a better chance passing through a less patrolled area.

It was down to the little river'n back for me tonight.

I was off on a round-trip to Reid Park tonight.

With my dad along the Canada del Oro to some roads in Catalina SP and back this morning.