Torrey Pines Reserve Stair Trail: reflections
I've been on a few hikes on the other side of Torrey Pines State Park, but never in this area by the Gliderport. The views are amazing, not to mention that I can see into front and backyards of surrounding mansions. The descent down the man-made stairs and cliffs to the beach is steep and the hike back up is a short uphill challenge. I found that Sunday at around 8 am in the morning is one of the best times to go; not many people are around and the photo opportunities are endless.
I walked until I must have reached an area well known to local surfers. There was a small group of them scattered in the waves less than half a mile away from where I disembarked. I even spotted a paddle boarder, which made me wish I would have again brought my board. Now that I think about it, I may have wandered into Blacks Beach, but there were no nudists to be found. Grateful for the lack of naked people and crowds, I sat in the damp sand and enjoyed all of my surroundings. I needed this time to recharge after a full week of acting like a responsible adult and having a few good nights with good friends and less sleep. Luckily, this was the perfect place to remain undisturbed and be able to get lost in my thoughts.
At some point, I will have to disappear for awhile. I may travel far and long. So this is my time to enjoy life. This is my time to unwind and be with the people who mean most to me. I don't pretend that my life is perfect; it's a constant work in progress. But it doesn't mean that I can't focus on all the great things about it because I have so much to be thankful for. I know that at least I showed up- at least I gave it 110% most days, even if I wasn't perfect or good all the time. -At least I showed up and am always here for the ride.