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Wildflower Travelog #1
Lebec, CA · Wed, 11 Mar 2026. 5:30pm.

Hawk passed a major milestone today in recovery from her foot surgery. She got an A+ grade from her doctor. So we loaded up the car this morning after getting home from the clinic and headed out on a trip, our first trip together since Thanksgiving!

Oh, we didn't leave right away. We puttered around the house for an hour or so first, then packed our pages, then loaded the car, then went out for lunch locally. We didn't hit the road until sometime after 12:30pm.

The trip we scoped out is to visit a couple hotspots for this year's wildflower superbloom. We'll visit the Antelope Valley Poppy Preserve and Carrizo Plain National Monument. They're down at the edge between what you could call Central California and Southern California. Especially the poppy preserve.... It's technically in Los Angeles County, though it's (a) 60+ miles straight-line distance to downtown LA from there, and (b) that straight line goes over a 10,000' mountain ridge.

We planned this trip over the past few days. We anticipated getting good news on Hawk's health and figured we'd celebrate. Plus, it's the first trip for me post-retirement. We've got to celebrate that, too! Though to really celebrate retirement I'd like to plan a trip way more special than just road-tripping around California for a few days.

Tonight we're staying at a roadside hotel in Lebec, California, just off I-5. We've stayed here a number of times in the past on similar trips. A few things hit differently on today's trip, though. Here are three:

1. Brown Mountains are Green!

A lot of the mountains in California are brown. ...Most of the time. That's because they're covered in grasses that turn brown when for all but 6-8 weeks of the year. Well, guess what: we're in that special time of year! Not only were the mountains bounding the east side of the Bay Area shining emerald green as we crossed them today, but the Grapevine— the imposing east-west ridge that conceptually separates the Central Valley from Southern California— was glowing green, too!

Sign for Grapevine along I-5, which is actually a tiny town site, not the tall mountains separating southern California millions of travelers know as The Grapevine (Mar 2026)

This picture shows "The Grapevine" as we enter the canyon at the bottom of the Central Valley. I've noted before that although millions of travelers call these mountains "The Grapevine" because of signs like the one you see at the lower right of the picture, Grapevine is actually the name of a tiny town site at the foot of the mountains. The mountains are the Tehachapie Mountains and the pass we're climbing is the Tejon Pass.

2. Hello, Officers, Check my Speed!

For the long trek down I-5 today I mostly set the cruise control to 70mph— which is the speed limit. It's the slowest I've ever voluntarily driven I-5. The difference was I just didn't feel like I was in a rush to get anywhere today. I figure it's because I'm retired now. I'm not trying to maximize a short trip squeezed in between working through Friday afternoon and having to be home Sunday evening early enough to get to bed in time to start the next work week Monday morning. Today I left home on a Wednesday after lunch, and I'll get back on Friday... or maybe Saturday if we decide to extend it!

One consequence of driving at 70mph is that I-5 felt like less of a race of jockeying for position. Driving I-5 through the San Joaquin Valley: IYKYK. It was less frustrating to queue up behind a slowpoke in the passing lane going 61mph to get around a truck doing 60mph in the slow lane when I only wanted to drive 70mph myself, not 80 or 85.

It's fortuitous I discovered taking-it-easy while driving today. CHP was out in force, not just on I-5 but on 101, too. I haven't seen as many police cruisers on this route even on so-called "maximum enforcement" holiday weekends. I wonder if they're trying to meet a quota.

3. Is this the end of Friday Night Halfway?

In the past a trip like this I'd post under a title like "Friday Night Halfway". That's another artifact of being a working stiff and having to rush out on mini-vacations on Friday evenings after work. Here I did my usual-up-til-now Friday evening drive on a Wednesday afternoon. Well, it's a good thing the tag I've used for these treks is 🎵 Woah We're Halfway There 🎵 (sung like the line from Bon Jovi's Living on a Prayer). The tag doesn't specify Friday so I don't feel the need to change it.
canyonwalker: My other car is a pair of hiking boots (in beauty I walk)
I've mentioned a few times now that we wanted to head to Antelope Valley to see this year's superbloom. It's not as crazy-good as 2019's epic superbloom (if you like wildflowers you'll definitely want to click that that link and the pages it links to to see pics and video) but apparently it's still reasonable. Except the two times we had an opportunity in our busy schedule the past several weeks the weather was off. By now it seems the best of the bloom has passed anyway. Except right here in my neighborhood!

There's this one house on the corner a few blocks away where the front yard is full of California Poppies and other colorful flowers. I pass it several days a week, depending on where I'm going. (There are basically 3 directions in/out of my neighborhood; this spot is on one of them.)

Wild (or not-so-wild) flowers growing in the neighborhood (May 2023)

Early this week I noticed the flowers were starting to bloom like crazy, even though the weather was still cool and damp. "I should take an afternoon walk by there and make some photographs," I told myself. Then I forgot each of the next few days. Until Friday.

Friday I asked Hawk to take a walk with me after lunch. She was working from home Friday— and, as always, somewhat reluctant to take a break from work. "I want to walk by that yard with the crazy flowers," I explained. She was sold. And Friday was beautiful weather— clear, with afternoon temps in the 70s. (Not crazy-hot like Saturday.)

Wild (or not-so-wild) flowers growing in the neighborhood (May 2023)

When we reached the house with all the flowers we were impressed to see it had more than just poppies. On the grass island in the sidewalk are all those asters, too. And in the yard are other flowers in addition to the poppies.

Is this yard unkept or beautifully wild? (May 2023)

Is this yard a happy accident, carefully groomed, or both? We're not sure. The amount of overgrowth around the flowers implies that it's untended. Yet the density of wildflowers suggests that everything was planted and maintained... at least up until a certain point in time. The house seemed empty— no activity or furnishings visible through the windows, though we didn't step any closer than the public sidewalk to look— and we haven't seen anyone coming or going or in the yard on the occasions we've passed by.

To be continued....

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