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| Hiking | 3.56 Miles |
571 AEG |
| | Hiking | 3.56 Miles | 1 Hour 42 Mns | | 2.20 mph |
| 571 ft AEG | 5 Mns Break | | | |
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| no partners | | Jaelyn was in this part of town so I suggested a hike. I was going to do the North Phx Sonoran Preserve but changed my mind and decided on Ireland, I mean Lookout Mountain. This way she could checkout my workout hike and hit the summit. I parked at the bottom of the hill.
We did the lower Nwestern trail counterclockwise and around to the junction with the Summit Trail. The green green grass of home was impressive. I kept the pace with Jaelyn to the Summit Trail junction, which surprised me. I went up to where the other trail goes to the western saddle and sent Jaelyn up. I told her once she got to the Lookout saddle to veer left and go until she sees the pole post. Back on the crossover trail the Brittle Bush was blooming in the little drainage area and there would be more of it here and there. I noticed lots of new baby Brittlebushes sprouting up all along the trails today as well .
I did my little loop around the western saddle and headed back to where I would wait for Jaelyn. However, I decided to head on up a little further, eventually ending up at the saddle below the summit. A few minutes later I could hear Jaelyn and she had picked up another hiker. We hiked with him to the western saddle. He is a local that lives nearby and they exchanged information. He does the Rails by bike; sounds interesting.
At the western saddle I pointed out the other preserves and, of course, where she was at Piestewa. We finished the hike by going around the west side of the western humps to stay in the sun. We only saw one other hiker and dog here. It was a nice hike to enjoy Ireland. I told her about England too. At home, we enjoyed a Huck Vodka Lemonade. Saturday afternoon, we're heading out to Boyce Thompson for Fall colors and lights, a new thing after hours on the weekends. |
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Wildflowers Observation Isolated Brittlebush babies and oldies with blooms. |
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For me, sometimes it's just as much about the journey as the destination.
Oh, and once in awhile, don't forget to look back at the trail you've traveled. |
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