Locomotoring

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7 hikes, 35 miles, a ramble on rambles

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Edgewood, my neighborhood county park. It was an escape from rain only to find ourselves walking into strong winds. The wind was carrying the water droplets from the leaf tops and scattering it around like mist. Out peeped a double rainbow.
Scarlet Waxy Cap (Hygrocybe coccinea, aka scarlet hood or righteous red waxy cap) in Muir Woods National Park. In western North America, they grow under Redwoods. They are edible but because they are rare, they are not eaten.
On this trail, you are not just walking by the redwoods, you are walking on their roots. This is part of the Fern Creek to Camp Eastwood to Lost to Canopy Loop in the Muir Woods National Park. Unfortunately, the park is exceedingly popular and it is impossible to find solitude on this trail. But I can imagine that in presence of solitude, this trail might just feel like a full scale immersion in the Redwood trees.
A heavily modified image with the hue shifted towards green. This is what my brain wanted to remember under the Redwood trees. Later I started to read The Immense World by Ed Yong where he discusses the difference in photoreceptors across different species. For instance, birds are tetrachromatic – in addition to red, green and blue, they also see UV. What is therefore, the real image?
Edgewood, my neighborhood county park. Late winter, the understory is covered by Warrior’s Plume (Pedicularis densiflora). Every year, the flower patch has been growing wider. This hemiparasitic medicinal plant grows in woodland oak close to manzanita trees.
Waterfall on the Aubry Creek in Sanborn County Park, John Nicholas Trail, a part of the Bay Area Ridge Trail. The sound of a waterfall makes the mud on the boots very worthwhile.
There is a long reddit thread with various hypothesis….”There should be a couple there along the start of the “skyline” side of the trail from the mudslides that happened”, “They would tow junkyard cars to skyline, pad them with mattresses and bomb the fire trails until they crashed”, “My neighbor says that Caltrans replaces it with a fresh rusted out bug every year or so….To make efficient use of our tax dollars”
Napier Lane on Telegraph Hill, off the Filbert Stairs in San Francisco. I noticed that the neighborhood postwoman had admirable calf muscles. My physical therapist tells me that if I hike 4 times a month (which I am very proud of, mind you!), I am never going to become a serious hiker. I need a job that requires walking a dozen miles everyday, up and down, down and up.

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February 28, 2026 at 5:28 am

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