Stay home and go big
Now it looks like the last weekend of the month is going to go. I got the work week started early so I could get the van which was running rough tuned up and everything ready to leave by Friday.
Then on Monday I hear about the Yosemite Rim Fire and it also dawns on me this is Labor Day weekend. Then on Wednesday I take the van in to my mechanic of 30 years only to find out I gotta shell out 8 bills to get it road worthy and he can't do the work until Labor Day Monday!
So I have to take a rain check on the big granite again. By Thursday I was done with work and started heading into the local hills as usual. But it was like the god's said: "OK, so you can't go to the high country but we're gonna beef up the local terrain. Get your butt out there this weekend or you're going to miss it!"
I did just that for five days in a row and the gods made good!
Thursday on Little MountainGot off to a really late start and had to settle for something short. Little Mountain in Novato fit the bill for some nice sunset shots over Stafford Lake.
The 15er on FridayAgain I was tardy getting out late and had 2 hours of light left. The 15er (1,540+') at the west end of Big Rock Ridge came to mind. Hoofing up the slopes cutting switchbacks I managed to squeeze it in before Lucas Valley was taken by darkness.
Saturday in Corte Madera De NovatoI was prepared to get out to west Marin for something different. It was a hot day inland. Driving out Novato Blvd. I noticed the fog was coming in over the hills. Decided to gamble on the extent of it's advance. At the entrance of Hicks Valley I busted a move into the hills of Corte Madera De Novato taking in Red Hill (1,257') and a higher unnamed one (1,296) a mile east of it. On the way back the fog bank threatening from the west had crossed Hicks Valley and was moving into Corte Madera De Novato along with the rich light of sunset. It brought cold windy weather but was an exhilarating moment. The day was left with a subtle pastel sunset.
Azalea Hill with Tom on SundayBy Sunday I was ready for something easy and called my old buddy Tom for a photo outing. Tom's no hiking fool but the man can take pictures!. This guy's as good as it gets. His stuff makes my jpegs look pretty pedestrian.
We decided to gamble on the fog again and drove out to Nicasio Reservoir but it was too overcast. Then we drove back and up into the Marin Watershed to Azalea Hill for what promised to be an outstanding sunset. In fact we were in an excellent position for one of the finest heavenly displays of the year!