First, the food was exceptional. Yummy, beautifully presented. Spectacular even. But we ate at what has been called an industrial canteen, open only during the week, 8 to 5.
It started as a typical stairs outing, hopping on the Gold Line, transferring to the Red and then Expo to get to Culver City and the Baldwin Hills (Kenneth Hahn State Recreational Park.) After nearly 4 miles of hiking, we searched for a place for a snack or lunch…and found nothing. But Somair searched on his phone and came up with a Scandinavian Restaurant, Destroyer. Hungry, we tromped for another mile and discovered a magical street (Hayden Avenue) and a magical restaurant.
I didn’t take many pictures (the noonday sun was brutal lighting) but here are just two examples of the spectacular architecture and design on this street.
And took only one picture of lunch … these are sweet potatoes crusted with walnuts under endive (mildly sweet and crunchy), avocado with sauce and greens (rich.) We need to go back.
Jonathan Gold’s review: http://www.latimes.com/food/dailydish/la-fo-gold-review-destroyer-20161026-story.html
We returned on Tuesday, this time with cameras and with more time to explore the flora and fauna. Here’s some of what we found:
There were the huge displays of wildflowers, beautiful rock formations…
and trains coming from the Cajon Pass, heading to Los Angeles.
Trekking along the PCT (Pacific Crest Trail) just south of the Cajon Pass and west of the I-15 freeway, we found ourselves winding through a wonderland of rock formations and wildflowers.
The wildfire of 2017 (the Lake Fire) seems to have inspired spectacular blooms of cactus, penstamen, yarrow and nearly every other wildflower…all at once.
The few phone camera pictures we took could not do justice to this bloom. Still it was a cool, overcast morning, perfect for hiking.
Look what Google Did…
photo by Linda L.
Photo by Linda L.
Time to catch up … with Trekker photos from Echo Mt. above Pasadena to the flower fields in Carlsbad.
Metro is now offering a 75cents shuttle ride from the Goldline in Pasadena (Memorial Park Station) to the Sam Merrill Trail. From there it is a 2.7 mile hike to the top of Echo Mountain. Bus #88 runs on weekends until September. Pictures taken by Linda L.
Then on Thursday, trekkers took a road trip to Carlsbad to view the fields of ranunculus. Click on any image in the two galleries below to start the slideshow.
Video by Angie Dee and Justin Kenward, story by Julie Cosgrove
Near the trail junction in upper Marshall Canyon, someone (or someones) has been busy creating peace sculptures in the woods.
And somebody or somebodies has been systematically taking them down.
But new sculptures keep appearing, sometimes in a different medium.
Marshall Canyon is an LA County park, infrequently overseen by county employees, who most recently have installed a puzzling but colorful series of trail signs and maps. (It is still possible to get lost in the Canyon even though a hiker will never be more than 2 1/2 miles from the parking lot.)
We appreciate the county’s attentiveness to Marshall Canyon, especially when there is storm or wind damage to the trails. But we also enjoy the creativity that the human critters (we think) add to our hiking experience.
We hope they persist, pile on more rocks. Maybe we should think about an opening reception for the next artwork that (hopefully) will appear…
ps. The top photo was taken by Carrie.
pps. If you are the sculptor, leave a comment below!
A drive of an hour and a half will get you from the border of LA County into the San Bernardino Mountain resort community of Big Bear. From there you can follow a number of trails to the heights above the lake, where you will be surrounded by the sounds and scents of the pine and cedar forest. We bypassed the gentle Grey’s Peak Trail and drove to Couger Crest Trail because it connects to the legendary PCT.
We hiked and what do you know, we once again stumbled on forest art. What at first looked like a random collection of rock piles became a sort of campfire diorama created from stones and sticks. As we got closer, we could make out a “cabin,” a circle of baby cairns, seemingly led by a big adult cairn. Even a fire pit.
So we continued climbing, goofing off, chatting and taking many, many pictures. Along the way we met through hikers from France and from Wisconsin, even a couple who brought their 5 month old in a front pack! (They turned around at the PCT.)