Late July 2018. I woke up early, poured some coffee in my mouth and before you could say, wagbag, I was out the door, in the car and driving towards the trailhead. Barely after dawn in the mountains of Southern California, I made my way up the steep trail in the morning light, heavy pack …
It’s a Tuesday morning in July, just after sunrise. I’ve already pounded out three miles all uphill, close to a thousand feet of elevation gain under my dirty, well they used to be pink and grey, once upon a time on a mountain, Saucony trail runners. The sun is just starting to peak out above …