Waning Gibbous Moon
Yesterday was Presidents Day in the grand ole USA, even on the east side of San Jose up in the Diablo Range. I expected to share my hike with lots of people on a holiday and I was right. Alum Rock Park, very beautiful and well-kept, was crowded, but pretty peaceful. Once I started the steep climb away from Penitencia Creek in the heart of the park, there were far fewer people and the sounds of conversations and engines gradually disappeared. The only noises were my own deep breathing, the click of my hiking poles, and the crunch of my shoes in the dirt. I was soon way above the fray and enjoying every minute.
|Looking up at Eagle Rock. No, that's not an eagle - it's a turkey vulture.|
|Looking down at Alum Rock|