The Tuesday hiking group WAS going to hike the Nail Trail today but they changed the hike to the Cañada Bonita Trail. Since I just did that Saturday, I hiked the Nail Trail myself today.
The Nail Trail intersects the Pajarito Canyon Trail and the question in my mind was would I be brave enough to walk back through Pajarito Canyon by myself (I was) or would I feel safer backtracking on the Nail Trail. My imagination assumes mountain lions are crouching behind every shrub, preparing to pounce.
On the the scrabbly trail down into Pajarito Canyon, as I passed through shrubs and in and out of drainages, I thought: Why do all the instructions on what to do if you meet a mountain lion advise throwing rocks but caution not to bend over? How can I pick up a rock if I don't bend over? Am I supposed to carry rocks just in case?
Maybe iPhone or Android could invent a Human Companion and/or Cyber Guard Dog app. Then while I'm walking by myself, I could fire up my (non-existent) iPhone or Android and scare off malingering mountain lions.
The aspens in the Pajarito Canyon drainage are beautiful!
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Husband's Attention to Stock Market Is Depressing
On husband's weekdays off, he can either be found, when I awaken, plugged into the computer, undoubtedly assessing current stock market conditions, or plugged into the cable TV business networks, watching talking heads hysterically take the economy's pulse. The idea of paying moment to moment, detailed attention to the stock market depresses me. The stock market will go up and down, sometimes with dizzying rapidity, so why distress myself over its daily gyrations?
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