Mission Peak Fog
On the drive up Stanford Avenue to the parking lot, I was behind a small pick-up truck filled high with bales of hay. The truck was bringing food to the cows that you typically see grazing over Mission Peak's hillsides. Apparently the summer weather has diminished the food supply such that supplemental nourishment has to be brought in. With the pick-up tooting its horn signaling that dinner was being served, the cows mooed loudly - I think louder than I've ever heard - and stampeded toward the ranch area off of Peak Meadow Trail. I actually had to make a quick dash out of the way from a large, hungry cow crossing the fire road. It wasn't going to stop!
Safely out of the way, I took this photo of a few stragglers lined up and headed for the ranch. I guess they were just being fashionably late! An orange wind sock used by hangliders is in the upper right corner.
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