It still amazes me that the San Bernardino National Forest is practically our backyard. There is one street above us and then the forest. To get to the forest trail, we simply walk along our access road about seven houses down, cut up a little path, and, voila, there is the trail.
It's a lovely, leisurely stroll that breaks into a fork and curves northwest and northeast toward the 173 in both directions. Mt. Baldy can be seen in the distance and is stunning when snow-peaked.
Along this trail we came across a natural chaise lounge.
It is now a destination and popular photo spot!
Judging from the claw marks ? or man-made notches ? on the bottom, it has been visited many times.
We are still in awe of our surroundings. Living up here never loses its luster.
But I have to admit, as we ride out the fire season, I hold my breath.
