This & That: The Skunk Creek Trail

My husband and I spent a couple of days up at the cabin last week. He likes to wander when we're up there, and I don't mean just a walk up and down the road. Being the outdoorsman he is, he likes to hike. Now remember, I was raised a city girl. We didn't hike, and in southern California we honestly didn't wander on the sidewalks much as kids because...California....scary. Although I do have memories of early days, walking my bike or my Flexi-Flyer....Oh? You don't know what that is? Well, here--->

I'm a child of the 60's and 70's and at one time, these were all the rage. My middle childhood was spent on a street that had a steep hill, and I would walk my bike or the Flexi-Flyer up to the top, get on and literally go flying down that hill. It's a miracle I didn't break something. Anyhow, getting back to the point...we didn't hike.

In fact, I'm kind of a reluctant hiker. I'll go, but it has to be before it gets hot, and I really prefer the Skunk Creek Trail, as it's pretty and has quite a bit of shade. So early one morning while we were there, we gathered the dogs, got in the rhino and set off for the trailhead.

Along the drive, it's nice to see old friends. I've featured this tree before in blog posts. The picture doesn't do the size of it justice. I've got a picture of my husband on a horse at the base of the tree and the base is nearly as wide as the horse is long.

There are always growing things to see, and the scenery actually changes quickly. One week you might see one kind of flower.

The next week, it might be gone and something you've never seen before has taken its place.

They're all shapes and sizes. These are about 3 1/2 feet high and are just coming into their own. They look a little like large Queen Anne's Lace.

These were new this week.

You might think these are run-of-the-mill dandelions.

They're actually Milkweed and that's my hand for size comparison. Kind of like a dandelion on steroids.

You might not think you would find tiny, delicate things out in the mountain wilderness. You'd be wrong about that.

This is one of my favorite views on the hike. We usually hit this spot about the same time pretty much every time we go, providing we've gotten on the trail when I want to. The light coming over the wavy grass is just so lovely, and never fails to make me think of how much God loves us...to create such beautiful things to see.

Along more mundane lines of thinking, my husband got his clothes for the upcoming yearly horse pack trip sprayed down with mosquito repellant. I'm thinking that if you have to douse yourself in insecticide to go somewhere, it's not going to be a good time. However, he, Evan, Eric, Marc, Bryce, and assorted grandchildren have been there before and are doing it again. They disagree with me.

Just an observation here. I'm a reluctant hiker, and a slow one. Yet somehow I've managed to hike the tread and heels off my boots. Go me.

Comments

Haha! Way to go on destroying those boots with your treks! Did you pick out some new ones for your birthday or Christmas? All those big sales about which the men-folk have been alerting each other….

Posted by: Elisa Allan | July 16, 2021 at 06:15 AM