Power Lines and a Climbers’ Log

Being 1005 feet tall.

Running up that Hill with Dogs

Fortuna Mountain is not the highest mountain, not even in the little range of hills visible from I-8 in Mission Valley, hills that serve as the spine of Mission Trails Regional Park. I climbed it more times than I can count and, while I know the elevation, it depended on my mood, the air temperature and where I began my climbs whether I called it an “ascent” or a hard walk. Of course, noon on an August day could be a killer, especially on the dogs, so I carried a gallon of water or more. Weighed down like that, it was no picnic for me either — or was it?

The first time I climbed Fortuna was in 1988. Mission Trails Regional Park was barely a park. There was no visitor’s center, or marked trails or anything people are used to today. It was October and very hot. I reached…

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