HUNTER CREEK TRAIL

View of Taylor Mountain

Arne and Adam went off to do Buy Nothing Day shopping in the malls. Arne had forgotten what a storefront America is. He was anxious to refresh his memory.
Rick left at about 11 to go back to the city. While we were outside chatting with Rick before he left, Kevin and Deb drove up. We chatted with them for another 30 minutes. Deb asked about the tadpoles I had collected for my class in the Spring from their pond.
Evan suggested we go for a walk along the Hunter Creek Trail. We drove down the mountain and parked the car. The trail runs along a creek. We started in the middle. In one direction the trail eventually leads out onto Petaluma Hill Road. In the other direction it comes out at Friedmans Lumber on Santa Rosa Avenue. We did walk up the trail, then back down the trail in the other direction, crossing Hunter Lane. Along the way we saw a flock of redwing blackbirds and many black walnutss scattered about. We think we saw a grouse or a snipe rising out of the underbrush along the creek. At one point we passed a house with a full line of washing drying in the afternoon sun. As we passed the house a voice called out to us from the other side of the trail. As we peered into the thicket of tree limbs we realized the voice belonged to a boy who was sitting up in a tree. He told us that he lived in the house with laundry. We inquired about his parents, thinking that he live there with them. He told us his father's name was Jeff but that his grandmother had gone to court to get custody of him. He lived with his grandmother. He told us that everytime his father got any money he would spend it on drugs. I felt a little bit sorry for the lad.