Brasklapp

It's been a few weeks since I've written about Better Call Saul. I've been busy with travel and catching up on work and other stuff after returning home. I'm actually not done with the series yet. Almost! Just a few more episodes. But I do have a few episodes I've already watched but haven't written about yet.

I've invoked what I call The Star Wars: Rogue One Rule several times in writing about Better Call Saul. A major character introduced in the prequel who doesn't appear in the original is doomed. Else, how do writers explain why that character wasn't in the original, without creating massive story discontinuity? While I've invoked that rule several times musing about one of BCS's protagonists, Jimmy's BFF and later girlfriend then spouse Kim Wexler, it also applies to the villains. And in episode 6.08 we see why Lalo Salamanca, head of the Salamanca branch of the drug cartel and Gus Fring's chief rival for two seasons, isn't part of the story in Breaking Bad.

( Spoilers! (click to open) )

On Sunday it wasn't just "Screw being sick, I'm going to the hot tub". After a week of being too tired from jetlag and busy-ness at work to do anything relaxing other than sleep I was getting stir-crazy; stir-crazy in a way that just going to the pool wasn't enough to rectify. For a few weekends before our trip to Italy I was yearning to get outside for a hike locally. Alas, one or both of us was always too tired then, too. And now this weekend I'm sick? Screw being sick, I'm going hiking!

Hawk, mindful of the fact I'm struggling through being sick with a cold, suggested we could hike at Byxbee Park, a nearby favorite at the edge of the bay that's flat and has plenty of options for short hikes. I countered that No, I've been yearning for something further afield. So we headed up into the mountains for another regional favorite, Russian Ridge in the Mid-Peninsula Open Space District ("Mr. OSD")



As always, I like Russian Ridge because of the sweeping views it provides from atop a ridge in the coast range mountains. From the east side of the ridge (not quite pictured above 😂) you can see all around the San Francisco Bay, from San Francisco itself in the north to San Jose in the south, to Mt. Diablo and Mt. Hamilton in the mountains on the other side of the bay.

Oh, and from this side of the ridge...



...You can see out across the Pacific Ocean. Which is all socked in with fog today, as it often is. That's one reason why we're rarely like, "Let's go to the ocean!" when we live less than an hour away. Most days the view's better up here in the mountains.

BTW, that mountain near the middle of the frame above is Mindego Hill. After seeing it in this vista from Russian Ridge for years we figured out how to hike it a few years ago. Seeing it this weekend reminds me that we should plan another trek out there.



Most of our past several trips to Russian Ridge we've come up here earlier in the spring, or even in the winter. That's because it can be hot in the summer, and the grasses are all brown. We were surprised it wasn't all brown already here in June. And there are wildflowers, too. Not a lot, but definitely patches here and there. We thought they'd all have burned off by now.



Even when we aren't gazing at far-off views from the trail, Russian Ridge is just such a mellow place to hike. Partly that's because there are a lot of rules here. Dogs are prohibited and there are speed limits for bikes, for example. Rangers enforce the rules. We met a ranger at the start of the hike and chatted about things. No, he doesn't spend his whole day writing speeding tickets for dogs and cyclists. Sadly his most common trouble call is some speeding dipshit wrecking their car or motorcycle on the highway outside the preserve. It's technically outside his jurisdiction as a ranger, but when there's an accident and an injured person up in the mountains, the closest emergency responders answer the call. FWIW, I own a sports car, and on a beautiful day like this I think it's lovely to drive the speed limit and enjoy the beauty all around me.



I began this hike with a particular route in mind, one that traverses many of the highlights of the area without being too long or having too much climbing. Partway into the hike I was feeling bullish and thought maybe I'd extend the loop. That's another one of the great things about Russian Ridge— there are a bunch of connected trails here, making it easy to hike a longer route or cut it short.

Alas, though I was feeling bullish partway into the trail, by the time I got to the bottom of the hill I realized there was no way I was going manage the long version today. It'd take my remaining energy just to get back to the trailhead via the shortest route. That's not bad, though. I did 2+ miles and several hundred feet of ascent while sick with a cold!

In beauty I walk. Even if I'm achy and coughing up phlegm.