Monday, January 18, 2010

Road Status 2010-01-18

No surprise folks. The gate on Glendora Mountain Road was closed. Lots of rain today. Two inches in our gauge. Cullen School reported 2.18 inches. Most likely the hillside moved and the road was muddy and slippery. The LA County Road Closure website has been updated with our closure. No estimate on reopening.



The roads in Glendora were relatively dry in comparison to the lake I drove through to get onto the 55 North Freeway in Santa Ana at MacArthur Boulevard. I plan on taking a paddle with me tomorrow in case the car stalls.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Sunday Hike



Sunday. Hiked up Mystic to my farthest point beyond the "Y" where Mystic, Poop out and Monroe trails join, beyond the steep "Y" to the peak called 2760, at a curve yet unnamed. The view of Glendora Mountain Road from the other side of canyon. In the distance the clouds were amassing for the first storm this week.

Saturday Ride

Ominous cloud cover dissipated into a brilliant day. The morning clouds discouraged the early birds and when the sun came out the traffic bloomed.



On the way up, I met a SC Velo rider Brian at the electronic sign. He was headed for Baldy with his buddy. They were quickly out of sight. Juan passed me by around the first saddle and waited for Willie at the shed. They were also headed for The Village. My ride peaked out at the top of Monroe where I took the picture. the receding snow should be replenished with the upcoming storms. Met Ernie from Long Beach back at the shed. It was his first time since the arrival of his second child eight months ago. Matt was also on the road that morning. Willie made a turned around sooner than expected and he talked a bit on the way down the mountain.

My legs having missed the Wednesday ride complained a bit. I am getting back to my winter pace. The holiday cold a diminishing concern, I still swapped out the initial base layer drenched in sweat for a nice dry one. Much less chilly descent when you don't have ice cubes next to your skin. The sun and the temperature warmed up at midday. The motorcycle traffic also increased on the way down. I tried to get off the mountain between their laps. A successful trip in all.

I will be checking on the road status in the afternoons as the rains come in this week.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Saturday Ride

Blame it on Football. The New York Jets, the Dallas Cowboys and the Arizona Cardinals each winning their respective games. Yep. Football is my reason for a delay of posting. Not an aversion to computing technology that reminds me of work once I turn it on. Yep. Football. A much better reason.

Saturday was a fantastic day for a ride. Temperatures in the 70s. Light traffic. Sunlight and warmth. And the budding greenery. Is this January?



Willie caught up with me. Juan sprinted ahead while Willie and I enjoyed similar political views on the topic of balancing compensation between the upper and lower echelons. Willie and Juan were on their way to Baldy Village. I still recovering from my holiday cold was quite happy with heading home from the shed.

When a rider zips past you not once, but twice or three times on every single Saturday, one begins to wonder if they are a professional. I got a rare chance of catching Colleen when she was refueling at the electronic sign for her next lap to the top of Monroe. She is simply amazingly fast and puts in five laps for her ride while I happily put in one.



An inspiration to us all.

Man Rescued Angeles National Forest

Tipped off by Mandy from Adobovelo, an elderly man drove his vehicle off Highway 39 near mile marker 21. The driver aged 74 was rescued by 10:00 am today and was airlifted to the Huntington Memorial Hospital.

The hillside unforgiving to the unwary, curves can jump out of nowhere. There are eight listings of vehicles over the side on the Incident Web Site for the new year.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Hog Wild

The Angeles Wildcad Incident site covered many mishaps that occur in the forest. From traffic collisions, road closures, medical aids, illegal campfires, smoke checks, assists with flat tires and tows, the many unique scenarios captured on this website titillate the reader with their brevity.

This afternoon the site listed an item timestamped at 14:26, "Large pig in the sun" - reported on Glendora Mountain Road at mile marker 13.71. I had hoped it was an coded invitation for a New Year's barbecue feast.

Matt ventured out to get an eye witness report and photo. Located approximately 200 yards from the electronic sign. It was indeed a dead pig. As of 16:30 it had been removed.



When driving on the road, be prepared for the unexpected wildlife or careless driver, otherwise you too could become bacon in the sun.

Correction!

Carol Anne Hagele, Education Specialist with the SGV Mosquito & Vector Control District has identified our errant hog as a pot-bellied pig and most likely someone's pet. Either escaped or dumped. Wild and domestic pigs have longer snouts and longer legs and lack the big “dewlap” under the chin.

Thanks Carol!

New Year

I am off to a slow start to an absolutely gorgeous New Year's weather. The first part of the holiday break was my version of hog heaven. Biking, then hiking, then biking again. Good weather, cool weather, back to great weather. With friends or solo. I felt unstoppable until waylaid by the tiniest of life forms: a cold. Just a niggly little post nasal drip that cascaded overnight into a torrential hurricane of forces. Hunkered down and syrup-upped I have been sidelined, sidetracked and felt like an over the side vehicle. Finished reading two books and started a third: ChiRunning.

Forced to take a slower approach to life, I got out for a walk on Saturday and Sunday. Saturday was Little Dalton Basin behind the Hot Shots Ranger Station. The creek burbled cheerfully rushing between the rocks. My mind boggling question was, "If water is clear, why are clouds white?" Physics of light absorbed versus light refracted answers the question, but its much better if you are outside in 78F weather on January 2nd in Glendora California.