“Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me – I am happy.” – Hamlin Garland

The coyotes are plentiful here in Santa Clarita. We see them outside our backyard fence quite often, but I rarely see them on the trails. However, in the early mornings, especially along Vasquez Canyon Road or in the Haskell Canyon Open Space, the howls of the pack echo through the canyons. It is mesmerizing and haunting. It makes me feel like I’m part of nature, not just observing it.

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