A running log of walks in the foothills and gorges south of the city. Times are my own, at an unhurried pace, and include stops. Conditions change every season, so treat everything here as a starting point rather than a promise.
Dry trail, cold wind on the top meadow after three o'clock. Started too late again.
A good first walk for visitors. Busy on weekends; go on a weekday morning.
Check the current access rules before going — they have changed more than once.
Every spring I forgot how long a route took the year before and how much water I actually drank. Writing it down fixed that. The gear list is the other half of the same habit.
Plain pages, written by hand. No tracking and no comments.