Mount Soledad, it is true, is one of the most haughty neighborhoods in the United States. And it’s suffocatingly quaint. Small, cracked tarmac roads weave their way arduously up the crests of canyons and through slopes of chaparral.
August 12, 1993
News & Stories
Life on Mount Soledad has always been about turning back the clock
A compleat angler fishes San Diego
“Well, I’d go to Cuyamaca. The fly fishermen usually fish the south end; it’s shallow enough to wade and the boats don’t bother you. We were up there last week and one of the members caught 60 bluegill.”
August 12, 1993
The invisible Reader T-shirts
Dear M.A. Dude: This question is a serious matter. I have been here 30 of my 30-1/2 years on this planet. So between me and my friends, we total around 73 years in this city. …
August 12, 1993