Trails, Bells and Something Else That Doesn’t Rhyme
February 21, 2013
Craving big views and serious climbs, I headed up Brown Mountain on Saturday. From the base, it’s a 10 mile round trip and perfect for me because very little of it involves technical trails (not that that has ever kept me from falling on my noggin). It’s a pretty straightforward course in the Angeles National Forest, with almost zero possibility of getting lost (a definite plus for me), and only a very small possibility that you are going to plunge to your death if you hit a rock.
I started early, hoping to avoid some of the less experienced mountain bikers, as they up your chances of getting plowed down when they make their often-uncontrolled descents down the mountain. It seems the better bikers tend to have bear bells attached to their bikes, thus giving the runners in front of them at least a fair shot at getting out of their way. Anyway, a 6:30 start put me on the mountain when it was still a little dark, but I was willing to take my chances with the mountain lions and bears to keep from being biker road kill.
I made it to the top just as the sun was starting to crest, and the views were spectacular – it still amazes me that downtown Los Angeles is only a few miles away from this pristine national park. LA gets a bad rap for a lot of things, but if you want awesome trail running, it doesn’t get much better than this. And you don’t have to drive an hour to hit the trails! Love it!
After I made it down, I had a HUGE breakfast – eggs, bacon, waffles, coffee, juice – and then laid around and rubbed my belly. Ahhh…. A perfect morning of Trails, Bells and….Food!