I used to run the trails of the San Gorgonio Wilderness. Last fall feels like a life time ago. The leaves of the Aspen grove, our only Aspen grove in our entire mountain range, did a mesmerizing yellow-orange dance in the fall breeze. After off roading up a back country road that would scare off most …
I feel like my heart is breaking this morning for the little mountain community of Idyllwild. I have been cursing, coughing and hating the thick blanket of smoke that hangs over my own mountain town for two days now. My little rural mountain town sits one mountain range and about forty miles away from …