A night hike in Griffith Park, LA

night1 (1 of 1)With relative hot conditions having engulfed the Los Angeles area for the past two weeks, hiking during the day has become problematic. Because of this, we thought we would head out for another night hike last night. We started about 6:30, which afforded us time to witness the sun setting before progressing into the darkness that would later come by 7:30, which necessitated the turning on of our headlamps once we rounded the darker backsides of the park.

12 thoughts on “A night hike in Griffith Park, LA

  1. When I lived in SoCal, I often started my hikes between 5:30 and 6:00 pm — this improved my odds of seeing a rattlesnake, but it also meant that the day would get cooler as I hiked and I might get to see a beautiful sunset from the top of something. I was always amazed at how many of my CA hiking friends still had the idea that a summer hike should start in the morning and end around noon. Pure masochism. Beautiful photo!

    1. Thank you as always Martha. Where in SoCal were you? We were lucky enough to be right at the base of Griffith Park in Los Feliz for a year or so-in Korea Town in LA the rest of the time. I feel like I got to know Griffith Park very well and sometimes miss it.

      1. I lived in San Diego and then moved to Descanso, a small town in the Cuyamaca Mountains east of San Diego. I lived there for 11 years then moved back to Colorado. I love the chaparral and I miss it very much. Not supposed to miss those “little” mountains but they and I got to be close friends.

        1. I know what you mean. I miss SoCal too, mostly for the diversity of landscapes. Beach, snow capped San Gabriels and the desert all just an hour or so away! That said, we love Colorado and are very glad we settled here!

          1. I love Colorado and was happy to move back, but I wouldn’t have missed a minute of my CA life, especially the hiking parts. One March morning (I’d found a place to rent X-country skis) my dog and I drove up to the Laguna Mtns. (5000+ feet) where there had been dumped 18 inches of snow. We skied from winter (the top, nearly a blizzard) down 2000 feet to spring and back up again. That was extraordinary. One winter I skied up to the Palomar Observatory — spectacular seeing those domes rising from a snowy landscape.

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