I didn't bring a map with me, so we just wandered where ever the trails took us. There were quite a few people out, but they seemed to mostly take the same Oak Ridge Trail, so we tried some less crowded routes and were actually all alone for quite a bit of the time. It was very nice. In all we went about 4.5 miles, and Ayla was worn out by the end. She was wearing her fur coat, after all.
I really want to explore more hiking areas, especially now that the rain is over and the paths aren't mud, but before the weather gets too hot to enjoy it without worrying about heatstroke for Ayla. There's an area nearby called "Little Yosemite," so perhaps I'll get over there this weekend.
Oak-shaded switchback reinforcements
At the top of the first big hill
I wish you could see these little purple flowers better... there was a sea of them
Onward and upward
Little leaves and spindly branches
Mess of lumber covering a gully/culvert/whose-a-whats-it
Vibrant orange flowers
My view for most of the hike, approaching a wonderful vista point
Ayla's so tired, I think her ears fell off