San Frondo

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One Monday I set out to do what I coined as the San Frondo. It all started out innocent enough.  Just go up the street and see what was up there.  I found Buena Vista Park and a high point. It was jungle like and I found some solitude soaking in the mid day sun. Before the day was out I was trekking across the city to capture all the high points. On foot no less.

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My second checkpoint was Carona Heights where I started to get different angles on the city. While The Buena Vista summit was made up of dark soil, Carona Heights was a rocky red mound.  Apparently a favorite for dog walkers I found this summit crowded with local folks and one native American tribe who apparently were doing a kind of ceremony.  I skirted around them and took a few photos and headed off to my next destination.

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My GPS pointed the way to Mount Olympus but this little summit was one tough find. Finally after walking just about every path near Market Street I finally stumbled upon some trail signs, one of them pointing to a staircase.  It looked like I was going to someone’s back yard but it came out on a street above and in the middle was this mound.  Mount Olympus. Ha, my smallest summit.  Then it was off to Twin Peaks.

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Twin Peaks was highly anticipated and as I climbed its side I popped out to a huge crowd of photo takers and tourists.  I immediately jumped back over the stone fence and headed to the other peaks along it’s ridgeline.  I finally found a summit with room and sat down to twitter my position. My farthest summit was yet to come and I wondered if I could pull it off. It looked far across a couple neighborhoods.  But when do I just do something modest.  I headed out on a quick gaunter to capture my 5th high point Mount Davidson.

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There was no one on Mount Davidson, at least at first I figured I was alone.  It had a great view and I sat down upon a concrete slab to rest my weary feet.  I had a long way to get back and I wanted to bag the highest point, Mt Sutro. But on the way down I was torn between checking out all the muddy single-track and some screaming maniac back on the hill.  A first I thought he was hurt but upon further investigation I found a big cross and a dude playing Rambo near it.  I scurried down and off the mountain and headed across the neighborhood I had just hours before traversed.

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It took me a while but I was having fun.  Even with my feet starting to ache I was enjoying my big adventure.  I planned to end the day with at least a half marathon.  And in barefoot shoes a feat (um no pun intended) in and itself. I soon was walking off the top of Sutro after meeting a couple mountain bike dudes on the top.  And I could see why they were there. The single track was awesome and the hike down made me salivate for some fat tire action.

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I finished the day touching the edge of Golden Gate State Park and making my way back to my friends house along the Panhandle Park.  I finished off a 13 mile day with a couple slices. A good day in ol San Fran. 

Now that I am back at home I long for the care free walks in the city.  Back to work … yuk …o/o

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