Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Holy Jim Falls

HOLY JIM!! Your Falls are sad. And quite the opposite of "holy" if I can be honest.

Located in South Orange County, these waterfalls, which are part of Cleveland National Forest, are the most popular attraction to Trabuco Canyon.



I guess this is where you go when Disneyland is closed.
Unfortunately for the "challenging hike appreciator" like myself, this hike isn't exactly a spiritual experience. Instead, you are forced to share the trails with $2500 Maltese's and Blackberry Storms. Needless to say, we stuffy Orange Countyans don't know how to "rough it."

I say "we" but I mean "those." Those who I despise.
Nevertheless, this area of land has been preserved as a natural spot among the Forest and is known for its little bit of history. Though it is beautiful and does require a little bit of effort on the part of the hiker, I'd equate it to a PG movie of a family vacation: Artificial on the surface, but can be good entertainment.
I hiked Holy Jim Falls with my dad on Easter Sunday, 2006 (what other day did you expect?!). We dragged along our 9-year old chocolate lab, Zeke, who very quickly decided he wanted nothing to do with the spiritual experience my dad and I were eager to take part in.
He saw the spot for exactly what it was: Holy Jim's doggy toilet.
Try it out for an easy Sunday Funday stroll.
For a detailed summary and review of this hiking spot, visit: http://www.localhikes.com/hikes/holyjimfalls_4472.asp

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Allow me to introduce myself

Top of the Tuesday to ya!  Well, considering it is 6:15pm as I write this, its more like the bottom of the gruesomely long Tuesday hill for which I can't wait to kick off my incredibly loyal (and now rubbing) running shoes.

Speaking of hills, did anyone see the most recent episode of "The Hills" on MTV?  

HA HA.  I kid.

I would rather fall off the empire state building and hope to land in Tom Leykis' mouth than watch an episode of that mind-numbing waste of air space.

Instead, I speak of hills, as in, "the hills are alive with the sound of music."  Yes, I am referring to those glorious lumps of land that surround the greater LA area and most of Orange County. (Eww..I hate name dropping, forgive me).

Why am I speaking about lumps, Fergie might ask?  (No, not lady lumps....or humps?) I speak about them because I am in love with them.  Hills, mountains, parks, beach trails, rocks, ALL OF IT.  I am a tree-hugging, nature lover.  

Therefore, rather than name dropping and blabbing about pointless nonsense that unfortunately makes the majority of our headlines, I will be sharing with you my knowledge and experiences about hiking.  For it is sincerely my joy, my passion and could even fill in as my boyfriend.  (I am aware that my keyboard has a "delete" button, but I confidently decline its offer....even after that last statement).

I'm weathered and beaten, insightful and motivated.  

I'm Kristin, and I'm guiltless.