I learned a new word yesterday from my friend Beth.
PERMABULATE, according to dictionary.com means:
1. Walk or travel through or around (a place or area), esp. for pleasure and in a leisurely way.
2. Walk from place to place; walk about.
Oodles of miles of trails for walking and biking lace through the parks and open space. They say mountain biking was born here. Putting a knobby tire on my hybrid bike I’ve been riding some local fire roads. Rush Creek afforded shade and great bird viewing.
Megan and I hiked up Ring Mountain, an urban hike to views of Mt Tam, the bay, Strawberry and farther.
Marin headlands I frequent. Here a loop hike up the Miwok-Wolf Ridge-Coastal Trail.
Looking towards Mt. Tam:
At the ocean high above Rodeo Beach and Point Bonita:
Numerous relics of WW2 defense, called Fort Cronkite, are scattered among the hills. A short spur to “Hill 88” provided a picnic spot. There I sat high above it all watching the fog drift in off the ocean, flowing UNDER my feet. Incredible sensation.
Leftover roads crumble away:
Though not spring, many flowers flourish. Below, some sort of lily?
And thorny leftovers:
Other unposted ambles have taken me along ocean bluffs, beaches and secluded coves, thick forest, wet riparian gulches, windsculpted bishop pine and chaparral. It’s a diverse landscape in Northern CA. One I appreciate and am learning lots about.