Our Saturday morning routines became hiking to the Hollywood sign and back. Approx 6 miles. (We don't mess around)
We became so obsessed that no one could stop us from buying hikers pack. a.k.a: hicking fanny-packs that hold your crap and keep you hydrated.
On our way up, there isn't much talking, mostly whining about the incline, how hot it is, and how lovely the horse poo smells. We take probably two breaks on our way up, quick 2 min breaks to drink water and catch our breath.
By the time I get to the bottom of the last hill, right before the Hollywood sign, I get very competitive and decide I want to run it. (not always works out)
The view from the very top, actually behind the sign is amazing. We usually stay up there for 10 minutes. Enjoy the view, hug and kiss.
On our way down, we munch on Beef Jerky, I prefer Turkey Jerky but whatever...I should just say, we snack on the Trader Joe's pantry we carry in our hiker packs.
And this is the time where Mr. Wolf confides in me with his writings. We talk back and forth about his screenplays, the characters, who they are and what they're all about. I think he's developed quite a few ideas on our downward hike...
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