Today I went with friends to the wind caves at Gaviota. It's a great place if you have never been. You park near the beach campground (but not in it) on a road just past the kiosk and up the hill, then walk through a gate and hike along a road to a trail head, up a grassy hill and into the rocky caves of the mountain. It's a great place. There is a geocache there, too, which is how lots of people find it.
I have not been hiking as much as in the past, and Tony has been working more, and too much time spent not in our mountains seems to make you feel like the world's very worrisome sometimes. Too many bad things in politics. You could lose your job any day. Maybe a nuclear war or global warming or the economy will crash and then what?
Our mountains remind you that no matter what happens, the mountains will always be there. Hurricane Deck will always be there. The Magician will always be there. The wind caves will always be there. If you can get there, none of that other stuff will matter.
