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After getting screwed by weathercasters who got things wrong all week, on Friday the stars aligned and I got to go on the hike I had been planning.
It was a beautiful day with temps in the mid 60s.
Besides the (occupied) homeless camp I stumbled onto, a pack of wild dogs, and drunken speed freaks in a pickup doing who knows what way out in the woods--it was a fun little excursion.
Next time: No tripod (makes running difficult), a much bigger knife, and maybe a friend to go along with me.