My first hike happened by accident.
It was forced upon me, sort of.
It was the Sunday when the eclipse of the super blood moon took place. My husband and I planned to take our daughter to see it at Griffith Observatory, where live classical music would be played.
I thought it seemed like a great idea, but, of course, so did hundreds of other Angelenos.
I actually don't live in the city of L.A. I live in Upland, what could be considered the West Coast equivalent of New Jersey in proximity to New York. Not too far, but far enough that it's complicated to travel.
During the week I commute to work in downtown L.A. by bus or train and it works out...