Redding’s Ribbon Bridge after the Carr Fire

Aerial footage from the day they re-opened Redding’s Sacramento River Trail on the north side. The bridge itself was closed due to the Carr Fire.

I posted this on Facebook saying it wasn’t as bad as I’d feared. That comment drew some surprised reactions. Granted, it is pretty bleak. But fire is natural in this ecosystem. There are already green shoots coming out of the ashes. What I feared was the gut punch feeling of seeing entire neighborhoods in my favorite city burned to the ground. That is not natural at all. This will grow back. It’s still beautiful. It’s just different.

The Hilltop Drive trailhead to Sacramento River Trail

Hike Redding! Image captured during a break in the weather on a January day from above the Hilltop Dive trailhead to the river trail. This section of trail gets plenty of use. You can park on Hilltop and be rewarded with a pleasant aerobic walk down to the river and back. Click to enlarge:


Here’s the trailhead on a sunnier day.

“Mountain lion cub” sighting on the Sacramento River Trail

The woman in the white outfit looked both scared and excited.
She approached us on the trail in half steps, her hand held up in the universal “stop” signal.
She moved her finger to her lips. “Shhh. You have to see this.”
I looked down the trail, seeing nothing unusual.
“There’s a mountain lion cub, over in that pipe.”
Mountain lions are not unheard of, here on the Sacramento River Trail.
Okay then. That’ll be a good shot. I swung the camera around.
The woman in white beckoned us forward.
“Where’s the mother cat?” a practicality from my trail companion, the lovely Karry. Hm. Maybe that’s a good point. I look around more carefully.
Seeing nothing, we continue toward the pipe, camera ready.
“Look! There it is.” Nikon shutter snaps rapidfire.
Snik, snik, snik, snik.
“So cute.”
I fiddle with the display and then, “Uh, I think it’s a feral cat.”
“Ohh…?” The woman in white sounds deflated somehow.
“Yeah, pretty sure. Look here.” I zoom the display viewer for her.
She simply looks away.
“I thought it was a mountain lion cub.”
The brief spell of wonder is broken. We look around.
“Well, have nice walk.”
She offers a halfhearted, “You too.”

"Mountain Lion in Pipe." Click to enlarge. Or not, if you prefer to maintain the wonder.
“Mountain Lion in Pipe.” Click to enlarge. Or not, if you prefer to maintain the wonder.