Here in San Diego, rain is a rare commodity. Our wet season is October through March — though it is not guaranteed. Last winter, we had an El Nino pattern, which resulted in higher than average rain fall. This year, they are predicting a dry winter. Many of the storms will stay north of San Diego.
When a rainy day falls on the weekend, I head up to the mountains for a rain hike. I enjoy the experience of hiking through the mountains during a light rain. The forest comes alive to the senses with the scent of plants, and the sounds of wildlife.
Sunday was my first rain hike of the season. I drove through the blinding fog and steady rain to an area of Rancho Cuyamaca State Park that I had not been to before. I was wearing waterproof pants, goretex boots, and a waterproof jacket.
As I arrived at the trailhead, I noticed something very odd: Blue sky. The white knuckle ride up the mountain through rain and fog had deceived me. It was warm, birds were chirping, and there was a slight breeze.
The rain clouds pushed up against the mountain, but were unable to make it over the top.
So much for the rain hike.
I took off my jacket, put on some sunscreen, and hit the trail.