Monday I sat on my Fatty McFat ass watching baseball all day. So yesterday I went to the Forrestal Preserve to do some hikin’. Each step uphill I could feel food churning en mi estomago. Because of a tiny storm that passed through overnight, the skies were clear and it was blustery.
But it made for a pretty scene which was nice as I was dragging myself up the hill.
Last night we got a little more rain, and this morning it was real blustery. As in 20 mph sustained winds blustery.
While negotiating this stretch, I was a bit afraid of being blown off 100 feet down the cliff. But I got through it and went through the Ocean Trails. I decided to go a little further and cut through Trump National.