This isn't the first time I have been to the park. I used to go there in the late 1970's to run the long uphills to Toro Peak. Really different days. When I showed up mid week back then the place would be damn near empty. Also I was a good deal younger and stronger. Today it resembled that Indian Village I wrote about. Different teams (tribes) camped all over the place.
The races were disappointing. Hard to see as a spectator unless you charged all over the place. And of course spectators and runners were charging back and forth to follow the competition. I finally planted myself in a decent spot which gave a good view of the race with about 400-500 yards to go.
I actually had more fun talking to some of the parents and other coaches. Didn't see Jake too much but we get a chance to talk a bit.
After the last race I jumped in my car and headed home. Lunch consisted of some "health" bars and Gatorade.
This is the upper meadows and trails of the regional park. This is where I would prefer to be. It seems to go up forever.

Down below where the action is. This from 2009 but it looked the same this year.
Hoka Hey!

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