With unsettled weather in the forecast I decided to head south and hope for the best. Turns out the weather cooperated, especially the wind. There wasn’t any wind to speak of in the morning on the Coyote Creek Trail. On the return the wind came from the south a bit as a weak cold front moved through, which I counted on.
There’s nothing new to report about Coyote Creek Trail, except that the efforts to remove the homeless from along the creek seem futile. I saw plenty of encampments. It’s a difficult situation and one that will not go away anytime soon.
Early morning is the best time to ride the trail because by mid-morning you’ll see dog walkers, hikers, and all sorts of folks out for some casual exercise.
The model airplane club must get a late start. I didn’t see any planes taking off as I rode by.
The climb to Henry Coe Park begs comparison to Mt. Hamilton. They have some basic similarities. Both climb a mountain, they’re narrow, winding, and have ups and downs. E. Dunne Avenue is much steeper in places, but it only rises to about 2,800 feet. It’s not as long and it wasn’t built at a steady grade like Mt. Hamilton. Both roads aren’t what I’d call smooth. Upper E. Dunne is downright bumpy.
I stopped at the Jackson Ranch to snap a photo. Its 36 acres was purchased by the county for $1 million.
On the way back I took the secret dirt road off the paved trail where a bridge crosses Coyote Creek near Anderson Reservoir. This trail takes you to Burnett Avenue where you can blithely ride over Hwy 101 sans on and off ramps. It’s the only crossing of its kind for miles. I made my way back to McKean Road via Hale Avenue and home, slicing three miles off the 45-mile ride to Henry Coe.