Return to Ventana Creek

Over four months after I broke my foot while crossing the street in San Francisco, I put on my heavy boots and took on Ventana Creek once again.

Emerald Pool on Ventana Creek

Emerald Pool on Ventana Creek

I’d bought the boots years before after spraining my ankle while walking from the front door of my house to my car. I bought them as extra protection, and they did their job, though they’d taken off some toenails as payment. I lost another toenail on this little trip. The return leg was quite painful.

The river was running at about 23 cfs, about the same it was running when I headed up the creek in March of the previous year, and probably about the flow that Robinson Jeffers and his son Garth witnessed in August 1936.

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