One of the things we have missed while in San Diego is hiking in the wilderness, without having to drive a great distance to do so. We have not been able to get to Mission Trails Regional Park yet so the next best thing was to head out to Torrey Pines State Reserve, about a 6 mile drive south for us. We heard the hiking was nice and read that this is one of the wildest stretches of land remaining on the southern California coast so we were counting on some pretty spectacular views.
This day use only park is home to the nation’s rarest pine tree, the Torrey pine, named after the renown botanist Dr. John Torrey of New York, back in 1850. Ironically Dr. Torrey never set foot in this part of the country but instead was bestowed this honor by a colleague of his, Dr. Charles Christopher Parry, who did travel here and took action in 1855 to protect this species of pine. Where this rare pine once covered a large area, it now only grows here and on Santa Rosa Island off the coast of Santa Barbara.
You can park down at the beach in the day use parking lot and walk up to the top (which would afford you the most exercise) or drive up and park where the network of trails begin. There is a nice little visitor center and museum to peruse and interpretive nature walks are provided on the weekends. To keep the park pristine, no food or drink except water and no pets or bikes are allowed on the trails.
Eight miles of trails criss-cross the park, some hugging the sandstone cliffs, offering stunning 360º views.
Other trails take you through chaparral, prickly pear cactus and Mohave yucca, just beginning to bloom. You can catch a glimpse of the famous Torrey Pines Golf Course through this shrubbery.
The Beach Trail descends 300 feet to Torrey Pines beach and lagoon, an area vital to migrating birds, with views of Flat Rock. South of this rock is San Diego’s “unofficial” nude beach, Black Beach.
The Torrey Pines Park Road was once part of the main highway running between Los Angeles and San Diego. Originally a dirt road built in 1910, it was paved a few years later. Even paved, its steep grade posed a problem for the vehicles of that era. Because Model Ts used gravity to deliver gas to the engine that was set in front of the car, motorists had to climb the road in reverse! This road is now used by those wanting to enjoy the views while working up a sweat.
With the sound of the pounding surf and the salty smell of the ocean tantalizing the senses, you can forget that you were here for some exercise. If you are looking for a heart-pounding hike, this is probably not going to get you there but you definitely can’t beat the views!
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How fascinating! For all the years I lived in that area, I did not know this existed. I knew about the golf course and I wasn’t into hiking at the time, but it sounds like it would have been a great place to visit. I did know about Black’s Beach, however; been there several times
If I ever get back there, I’ll have to check it out. Thanks again, for such great information and well written, too.
Thanks Joan and this is the point where I should ask, what were you doing at Black’s Beach?!
I was doing what the beach is set aside for; naughty me.
You go girl!
It’s great to learn about this area, Lu! Thanks for the information and gorgeous photos. I love the orange-turquoise contrasts of the cliffs and the surf from above.
This part of the country can be very soothing to the soul! Hope all is well with you.
Looks like a great day of hiking. So did you talk Terry into a dip at the nude beach???
It is beautiful looking out over the ocean and regarding the question, a girl can’t divulge all her secrets!
I’m sure learning a lot about some of friends and think I’m a little jealous. Oh well now I have to lose weight to do some of that kind of tanning.
What do you think about that Joan?! Now we need to find out the last time she was at Black’s Beach.
It was 36 years ago, for those who are curious.
Ok, so now everyone who knows you well is doin’ the math. We’ve got a liberated Joan here!
It was short lived.