This morning I attempted to run the Holbrook Canyon trail. The small creek that runs down the canyon was roaring fast with the most water that I have ever seen. I only made it up about a half mile before I came to a creek crossing that didn't have a bridge. I looked around for alternate options but didn't find any and headed back down. I was not going to attempt to cross that creek. That would've been suicide. I finished off the run with a few miles on the roads near the temple. I saw four dear munching grass on the hillside. I invited them to come running with me, but they weren't interested. | 