Around 9 this morning, I left the dentist office. It was a wide open, blue sky day with loads of possibilities. The thought of riding a century to San Diego and taking the train home crossed my mind, but soon was dispelled by the realization that I really only had 8 hours of daylight and no provisions or maps. So I headed inland and headed up the Aliso Creek trail on Little Red. Happenstance, I met a friend from church on the trail who may be running the tri with me. She pointed out how to navigate the trail.
Years ago, around the era of Theodore Roosevelt, Santiago Canyon was considered Southern California's premier big game hunting reserve. Grizzlies still ran wild here. There were few houses. I just read a great article about a man who went hunting here with some buddies and shot a grizzly for meat--totally worth reading.
In pioneer days: a visit to Santiago Canyon sixty years ago
Even now, with the fresh asphalt and reflective tags, Santiago Canyon has an air of wild that transcends time. I need to go back there. New favorite ride.
All in all, my ride was only 30 miles. I got lost a couple times in Tustin on unfamiliar bike trail, but eventually found my way to JE's work. We went to SW Seafood for lunch-Shrimp with Snow peas and Broccoli.
This morning's run was really invigorating. 3 miles-35 minutes. And tomorrow we head to an Olympic size pool to test that out.
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