I found out today from my mother, after telling her that I’ve been hiking lately, that my late grandfather was into hiking and that it was one of his favorite hobbies. I guess it’s in my blood, no wonder it feels good. Gracias abuelo! Our trip was to the Arastradero Preserve, a very nice place and scenic all throughout its landscape. Benjamin and I jumped out the car the minute we got there and foolishly headed the wrong direction on a trail, meanwhile gluing our faces on the map and pretending to know how to use a compass…we were definitely on training wheels using it, and this was proven when we ended up going the wrong direction and realizing that we were by the freeway and no where near the lake that we had planned to be our destination. We got the use of the compass after, I think. The adventure was short but sweet. Good times.