No Cars Necessary. (Overnight Bikepack, 11/14-11/15)
I’ve been trying to explore more close to home, to take advantage of the resources at hand. Trying to save money, weary of driving, always driving, my time has been increasingly spent riding, hiking, and running to my destinations outdoors. It’s brought about a new mindset, or perhaps I should say I’m trying to develop this new mindset, of trying to do more with less, to simplify and increase the frequency of my outings, and learn to be content within my home range. There are so many quality, quiet mountain refuges right on my doorstep. I’m very fortunate that a brief escape by a stream can be had in literally minutes by bike or foot from my front door, that the trails of the front range of the San Gabriel Mountains quickly branch in every direction, opening so many possibilities. It’s almost preposterous that isolation in a streamside trail camp can be found so quickly outside of Los Angeles and all of its people. For all of the gear being sold, the mountains are conspicuously empty, especially if you know how to pick your peaks, canyons, and trails.
Michael has been good company in forgoing the car and exploring, joining me on Saturday after a morning of trains and biking, riding up from the southern coast. In twenty minutes of pedaling from my house we’re on dirt, an hour and a half later we’re finishing our climb and descending into a local, fairly untraveled canyon, making camp in the same spot I was alone in last weekend. Campfire, sweat, sake, good food, and two ticks (you can’t always win).
I feel like I’ve figured out how to live here.