The GeekHiker

So the weekend is over and, although I didn’t really get done any of the “practical” things that I should have been doing this weekend, I did manage to fit in some enjoyable activities that brought my mood up from Friday to… fair.

I say fair because at the moment I’m feeling rather nebulous about everything, neither up nor down. I’m just kind of “there” at the moment.

It’s that sort of feeling of resignation, a word I had been searching desperately for in my head when I wrote the last post, but applies even more now. You know the feeling: when your mind sort of accepts things as they are.

Wish I knew if that was a good or a bad thing, but I’m not going to think about it too much. Just roll with it for a bit see where it takes me.

If nothing else, I’m definitely feeling more mellow after the weekend, propelled by the fact that I did get outdoors both days. Of course, this also puts me three hikes behind in posting so, you know, yikes.

Saturday was taken up by a hike with two friends up in the Angeles, bagging a peak that I’d never bagged before (part of my goal of hiking new trails this year). It was a bit windy at times, but otherwise a fine hike.

Today I headed out, solo, to the Santa Monicas for a short hike. The day dawned foggy along the coast, but eventually burned off and left clear blue skies and nice breezes behind.

The hike was short, then ended with a nearly perfect* picnic lunch (turkey sandwich, natch) and reading and napping under some oaks.

I may not yet be back to my normal self, but it’s hard to feel bad when I spent several hours eating and reading to this view:

Picnic View: Charmlee Park, Point Vicente, Santa Monica Bay & LA Coastline, and Point Vicente (higher rez on Flickr)

Standing barefoot on an ancient outcropping of sun-warmed rock, looking out over that view, feeling the gentle breeze off the ocean, hearing the birds in the trees… hard not think “Life’s got it’s ups-and-downs, but right now, at this moment, it’s pretty good.”

*Why “nearly”? Because, as this is spring, the newborn flies are out. Tiny little things that love to hover around you, convinced that you’re food. They rarely land on you, just hover a few inches above the skin or fly in your ears. They’re sort of nature’s paparazzi.