I lived a few blocks from the trail when I quit smoking in 1985. My husband and I used to make fun of the folks doing “Grecian Urns” on the path (for those too young to understand check The Music Man). I needed to doing something I couldn’t do if I smoked so I tried running. I could run the earlier and shorter version of the trail on a cold winter day and not see a single other person along the way. So it began and now at 70 years old I have run countless miles on the trail as the trail and number of users grew. Every year since before my now 32 and 34 year old children were born we have taken a picture at Lou Neff point every Christmas Day. So many good memories have been made there with many more to come.