So for the month of May when the skies were grey, or when the day was cool enough, we took a drive to our old stand-by rather than walk again the same two mile stretch of bike path that is our evening walk.
Being in the canyon meant if we went late enough in the day, we’d be in shade the whole way up and the whole way down.
We often found the ravens and other inhabitants who were seeking the quiet as much as we were. Seldom did we see any other humans up this high.
Sometimes we explored some maybe-not-trails when we got bored of the obvious wide trails.