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ForewordAlmost invariably, before I begin one of my crazy adventures (Apostle Islands, Smoky Mountains, etc) I am blissfully ignorant of the dangers which lie unforeseen ahead of me. For this expedition, however, I was quite apprehensive of my trip into the jungles of Los Angeles. Am I becoming wiser in my post-college years...or am I just that afraid of hippies? Read on to find out. The PlanI would fly into L.A. Christmas night and stay at the cheapest hotel I could find. The next morning I would take a city bus to Santa Monica Pier. From there I would hike along the beach to the Santa Monica Mountains National Recreation Area The CastI was by myself on this trip (first time backpacking alone) since it is hard to get people to buy plane tickets. The TripI tried writing down slightly more detailed descriptions while actually on the trail, in order to try to record a more compelling account and better capture how I felt at the time. I am not sure whether I accomplished either.
The GPSThis was my first trip where I got to play around with my GPS | ||||||||||||||
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