Super Bowl Hike
Super Bowl Sunday was a weird one in Phoenix. Seattle brought a heavy fog I’ve never seen here before, and a drizzle. Boston brought traffic and a nice orange blanket of smog. As Lauren suggested, they were both probably due to the an atmospheric inversion–the fog and smog, not the traffic.
We Don’t Share Well
We thought we’d take advantage of a rare opportunity to hike Piestewa Peak, on a weekend of low traffic. Lauren thought we should go in the morning to check out the fog. We ended up going in the evening, when I thought we might get some fun views of endless waves of ruby break lights in Glendale. Fog is cool, but I wanted to actually be able to see something if I was climbing a mountain. She may have been right, given that we couldn’t see anything later, either.
Normally, you can see the White Tank mountains fairly clearly, and the stadium is clearly visible. That day it was only discernible through the haze by the reflecting sun off its southern side.
The smog, fog, dust, and general haziness of the day did make for an oddly diffusely lit day and brilliant sunset. The trail was even emptier than we expected. We did, at least, get to watch the opening show flyby.
The sun really was odd, like I said, but we got to the top just as it was sinking low enough to put the North Mountain park (the largest urban park in the world) in relief.