I skipped the Hash and made my own trail instead. Long for me (almost 12K) and mostly flat. Hey, when you are the Hare, you get to do it your way. Besides, who was there to complain?
I kept it on the streets, taking Sawmill Road all the way to Naugsol town, then circled back on the Govic Highway.The view from the ‘hood as I departed.Crossing the river on the highway bridgeThen starting my journey up Sawmill Road in Barangay Santo Tomas.Onward to Barangay San Isidro. I wishI’d gotten a better picture of that massive tree in the background—next time.Barangay Naugsol at lastMainstreet in Naugsol, a quiet little villageEaster mountain’s ass sideI liked the clouds seemingly clinging to that hill in the distance.Peace be unto you!Those flowers were amazing to see in person; I couldn’t quite capture just how extensive they wereOn the Govic HIghway heading back towards Easter mountain. “He’ll be comin’ round the mountain when he comes…” Except for the six white horses part…A man may work from sun to sun……but a mother’s work is never done.The Matain river in all her glory. A San Isidro street sceneAnd as I neared the end of my Dash, I encountered this tell-tale sign that I had encountered the trail for yesterday’s Hash. So, I guess I just took a long cut.
You can Relive my walk here if you are so inclined.
Did my afternoon chores, then headed out for my after-Dash festivities. I was considering making BarCelona my personal “on-home,” but it turns out they are closed on Monday. So, plan B was It Doesn’t Matter. And an hour or so later, some Hashers arrived for their after-Hash imbibing. I heard nothing from any of them that made me regret my decision not to participate yesterday.
Although I was sufficiently lubricated, I had one more at Alaska Club before triking my tired ass home.
I’m already making plans for my Valentine’s Day:
Should be fun, although I guess I’ll need to bring my own mirror.Ain’t love grand?
Back with more crap tomorrow…that’s a promise, not a threat!
3 thoughts on “Yesterday’s Dash”
Does Sawmill Road have an actual sawmill on it? There’s nothing quite like the smell of fresh-cut wood. Have you tried following your nose to any sawmills in the area?
I liked the clouds seemingly clinging to that hill in the distance.
That is an achingly gorgeous picture of a rice paddy above that caption. Well done.
All in all, this looks like a 12K stretch that I could do without having to worry about my balance. Nice route, good walk.
It’s interesting that, despite all the local mountains, something like the Matain River is so small and flows so slowly (it looks almost stagnant in that picture). That means the river valley itself must be pretty flat. I assume the river swells after a rain as all the water drains down from the various mountainsides. Generally speaking, difference in elevation makes water flow faster, as is visible in my locality, where even the local creeks flow with enough force to produce strong ripples and even white water as the flow moves around interrupting rocks. Maybe things are just a wee bit steeper in the Korean creek and river valleys. (And by “steep,” I really mean no more than a 1-2% grade. You don’t even feel it when you’re walking the creekside paths here.)
Oh, yeah—regarding skipping meals, there’s this. Becky Gillaspy is one of the docs I routinely listen to.
Kev, no, there is no sawmill on Sawmill road, although I’m told there was one many years ago. I’m pretty sure Sawmill isn’t the “official” name of the street, but I’ve never seen signage to the contrary or heard it called anything else by the locals.
Ha! Yes, I’m sure the clouds were intended to draw my attention to that gorgeous rice field. I was going to make a postcard reference, and then I got to trying to remember when the last time was that I even saw a postcard. It’s strange to grow old.
The Matain river sometimes floods during the rainy season, and that river bed will be full and flowing after any heavy storm. But this time of year, it is just a trickle. It’s worrisome; how will all that trash find its way to the bay?
Thanks for the link to Dr. Gillaspy; I get what she is saying about the benefits of breaking the three-meals-a-day routine. Of course, what you eat matters most, and I’ll check out some of her other videos for additional guidance in that regard.
Does Sawmill Road have an actual sawmill on it? There’s nothing quite like the smell of fresh-cut wood. Have you tried following your nose to any sawmills in the area?
I liked the clouds seemingly clinging to that hill in the distance.
That is an achingly gorgeous picture of a rice paddy above that caption. Well done.
All in all, this looks like a 12K stretch that I could do without having to worry about my balance. Nice route, good walk.
It’s interesting that, despite all the local mountains, something like the Matain River is so small and flows so slowly (it looks almost stagnant in that picture). That means the river valley itself must be pretty flat. I assume the river swells after a rain as all the water drains down from the various mountainsides. Generally speaking, difference in elevation makes water flow faster, as is visible in my locality, where even the local creeks flow with enough force to produce strong ripples and even white water as the flow moves around interrupting rocks. Maybe things are just a wee bit steeper in the Korean creek and river valleys. (And by “steep,” I really mean no more than a 1-2% grade. You don’t even feel it when you’re walking the creekside paths here.)
Oh, yeah—regarding skipping meals, there’s this. Becky Gillaspy is one of the docs I routinely listen to.
Kev, no, there is no sawmill on Sawmill road, although I’m told there was one many years ago. I’m pretty sure Sawmill isn’t the “official” name of the street, but I’ve never seen signage to the contrary or heard it called anything else by the locals.
Ha! Yes, I’m sure the clouds were intended to draw my attention to that gorgeous rice field. I was going to make a postcard reference, and then I got to trying to remember when the last time was that I even saw a postcard. It’s strange to grow old.
The Matain river sometimes floods during the rainy season, and that river bed will be full and flowing after any heavy storm. But this time of year, it is just a trickle. It’s worrisome; how will all that trash find its way to the bay?
Thanks for the link to Dr. Gillaspy; I get what she is saying about the benefits of breaking the three-meals-a-day routine. Of course, what you eat matters most, and I’ll check out some of her other videos for additional guidance in that regard.