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Hiking the Canyons
Los Angeles is a city of hills and valleys.
It is a town full of ups and downs.
In fact, you can drive very far without go either higher or lower.
They even refer to the streets as North and South, even though many
are far from built in a perfect grid.
Up, down, north, south, high, low.
That's the pace here in L.A.
Workwise, I am in a valley. It's hard starting again in a new place,
even though I have a fantastic track record in another city. But
more on that another time. Right now, I want to concentrate on the
hills.
My little house in the Hollywood Hills isnユt actually very far up
the hill. It's just at the beginning of a section of the Hills referred
to as Hollywood Heights. My house is only on a very slight incline,
but the street is tree-lined and cool nonetheless.
My actor friend Ken who has been living here in L.A. since he was
15 and his family moved him here from New York knows the city like
the back of his hand. Every few days, determined to show me around
like no ones been shown around before, he picks me up in his red
Ford Explorer and drives me somewhere. Once it was Santa Monica;
once it was Universal City. Often, it is a drive through the hills.
Ken loves to explore side streets and back roads that he doesnユt
know. He loves to "get lost" in an area he knows better than anywhere
else, much like we used to play "getting lost" as kids when we would
wander though peoples back yards and into the wood, walking and
walking and trying to find our ways home.
During the course of our drives through the hills, Ken has shown
me many secret shortcuts through the hills - ways to avoid the freeway
during times of peak traffic. Thanks to him, in one month of being
here, I probably know more shortcuts through L.A. than people whoユve
lived here for years!
The other major way to enjoy the hill in Los Angeles is to hike.
Now, Ken and I have a standing promise to hike with each other sometime,
but that has not yet happened. Instead, I have hiked with three
girlfriends in three different areas, and have absolutely loved
it!
My best friend Bethany is an ardent hiker. In fact, she met her
husband on a group hike. Years ago when I first visited L.A. and
stayed with her, she took me hiking at Will Rogers Park, one of
the many former-estates-turned-public-hiking areas around town.
We had a great time.
The day before she went on her honeymoon, she and I had a hiking
date. I picked her up at her new place in Santa Monica, and she
directed me to Temezcal Canyon, just a ways north. We went on the
most glorious 2 hour-long hike and talked and talked and talked.
She left the next day (just when my thighs were starting to react
to the workout!) and I didn't go hiking again for a while.
Then yesterday, my friend Kittean, a realtor in town, invited me
to hike Runyon Canyon with her. Bethany told me about Runyon Canyon.
She strongly suggested I go there, mostly because it is only a few
blocks away!
So Kittean and I met at 7:30 (a little on the late side for a hike),
drove around the corner to the canyon entrance (only in L.A. do
you drive around the corner to walk), and hiked what she called
"the short hike".
WELL! That was some short hike. It winded and curved and stayed
not too steep for a while, but then it went straight up the mountain!
Half-dead but close to the top, we stopped for a minute to enjoy
the incredible sunset and the panoramic view of the city. (I am
so sorry I didnユt bring my camera maybe next time!) It was breathtakingly
beautiful. The city lights were just starting to go on, as the hot
hazy city sky slowly turned rainbow colored. You could see downtown,
the Santa Monica Mountains on one side, Universal City and the valley
on the other side.
After a few minute rest and commune with beautiful hills, we started
to make the loop around the top of the hill so that we could go
down the hill next door! In fact, the whole "short" hike took over
an hour, but made a fantastic loop and brought us back right where
we started. It was an amazing hike, and now I am planning on taking
another friend there this afternoon.
I may be addicted.
Salsa addict. Hiking addict. I wonder if thereユs a support group
in town?
From the beautiful hills of Los Angeles,
Cara Jones
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