{"id":2362,"date":"2014-03-26T02:41:00","date_gmt":"2014-03-26T02:41:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/2014\/03\/26\/los-penasquitos"},"modified":"2017-09-17T07:50:25","modified_gmt":"2017-09-17T13:50:25","slug":"los-penasquitos","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=2362","title":{"rendered":"Los Penasquitos"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Between the suburban sprawl of homes built high on the mountain tops lies the unassuming canyon of Los Penasquitos<\/a>, just outside the city limits of San Diego.<\/p>\n

I had an afternoon to kill, and felt that a quick 6.2 mile hike down the leisurely canyon would fit into my schedule. No water, wearing converse flat top shoes, and a stomach full of cheap fast food, yeah I was ready….<\/p>\n

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The diversity is what grabs my attention as I go. Lizards basking on rocks in the warm sun, cacti flowers blooming, tree branches twisting and turning as if making their way through an invisible labyrinth.<\/p>\n

A couple miles in and the tiny brook becomes a babbling stream. My trail intersects with others, no signs to point one the right way. I wander different paths, keep my heading due West, following the setting sun.<\/p>\n

Finally, a sign in an open field lets me know that in .08 of a mile is the waterfall. I quicken my pace. Large rocks and boulders appear from no where. I climb the highest one to survey the surroundings….<\/p>\n

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The recent California rains haven’t had much impact on the long drought that preceded. After resting for spell in the quiet, I start my climb back.<\/p>\n

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After a few steps, a sharp twinge of pain in my left foot begins.<\/p>\n

Curse you damn converse! The return was no where near as pleasant as the beginning.
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