The Hike
I went for a hike today to Eagle Rock in Topanga. it's a really beautiful five mile trail, out and back. I brought my bible, a sandwich and my camera hoping to get some alone time with God once I got to the top of the giant rock out cropping at the top of the mountain. The weather was perfect, sunny with a cool breeze. The trail was empty for the most part so it left a lot of room for my mind to wander. When I arrived that the outcropping I sit down at the peak that over looks both the ocean and the Valley and crack open my bible.

Then I hear something rustle beneath me. I figured it was a bird of a squirrel. A minute later I hear a giggle, then a moan. Hidden in a cave directly below me were two young lovers totally going at it with reckless abandonment. So I decided to make some noise just so they knew I was there. But they didn't really seem to care.

Now, I had hiked for a good forty five minutes to get to this spot. I had my whole day planned out and it included reading my bible up there. So I made a little more noise. Nothing. I decided to just plow through it and do what I came to do.

Not more than three minutes goes by when a gaggle of middle aged women come up on to the rock. They look like they were just old enough to have graduated from the soccer mom stage of their lives. Now the group of them have taken to a geological survey of the Topanga National Park. They are copiously documenting the sandstone outcropping with their digital cameras. Just as they turn the corner the couple looks up from their throws of intimate pleasure to see five older women with cameras prepared to take their picture.

Awkward silence from the stunned ladies.
Equally Matched awkward silence from lovers.

She puts her shirt back on. And they leave with out a word.

It was really funny.