Brought to you by the effects of Stockholm Syndrome from holding myself hostage for so many years.
Monday, June 28, 2010
This is a recent short hike that I went on. It is up a canyon directly above where I live. It takes less than five minutes to drive to the trail head and about twenty minutes of hiking to reach this place. So, this is a nice, quick trek that I do quite often and I thought it was about time to share it with you all. This particular spot also has petroglyphs on a rock wall left by the native tribes in the area before the settlers came. The figures are simple and faded, as you can see, and most likely represent the mule deer of these mountains. Also, as mentioned in one of the videos, one of my friends fell down a portion of a waterfall in this canyon. He was trying to climb up the rocks along side the waterfall and his foothold was covered in dried moss. His foot was slightly moist and the combination of the moist shoe and moss led him to slip and fall. The falls where he fell are more like a death slide than a straight drop and he was stopped when he hit some rocks. That is a much longer and better story than I have time to tell here, though.
I also fell off of one of the smaller falls above the lower, big waterfall when I was only eight years old. My brother about shit himself because he thought I was going off of the big one right after the first drop. But, I clung to some grass and dug in my heels until my brother could get a tree branch down to me and pull me out. The area is nice, but you really can't mess around too close to the creek because of the steepness of the walls. Anyway, this is just a little something for you all until I can live a more interesting life and blog about that.