Ok, this is a take 2. Sometimes, fellow hikers, when one commits to send a log entry from his cellphone, it doesn't always want to go through. I know that it didn't because the screen became dark black letters and I was informed this website is no longer valid with this browsing. Try again. So, I lost the page. Without further ado, I had to quote Bill and Ted with my title. I may not have seen a variety of plants or trees. At least all the trees were standing. This trailhead looked well maintained. I loved that no motorized vehicles were allowed to be on the trail and there were no flying gnats. Of course, at over 4,000 feet elevation and 30 degrees I'd be shocked to find one fly bothering me. I got so far along the trail I didn't realize I was approaching Grouse Mountain, but I took with humble pride because I already located Mt Pinos. This was the coldest hike I had ever been and the farthest drive. Therefore, I knew I wanted be on the trail more than 3 hours to make it count. So, after passing the trailhead signs that showed Mt Pinos and North Fork, I was walking east, heading back, when I saw to dark black, furry animals running across the meadow hunched over. Their hands were rolled up in fists. I wouldn't put it passed, friends, that those were black bears chasing each other. I stood still. The trail was sloping down before flattening, and going back up. So, the bears were below me and a good 250 feet away. I didn't hear much animal noises. Maybe chirping birds. At times, I thought really could have heard a purring wildcat or cougar from a far, but rule of thumb I stayed on the trail and kept my composure. Where was I? Oh, right, heading east toward my starting point. I wasn't throwing in the towel. However, when it came to see rocks or stacks of boulders, I foolishly walking off the trail over to them, believing they were one of the peaks. Should've watching the youtube of The Hiking Guy a second time. Though, I was standing on a high point of the trail, those were just rocks and not the peak itself. Then, I saw another trail turning left, going slightly uphill north, and hanging another left, going the opposite way. Soon as I saw the logs and rocks stacked up like a tower with flags around it, I soon discovered it was Sawmill Mountain. I was ecstatic. So, proud. I made a video; thus, I found my finally peak #6!! The rest of the trail was easy to remember in reverse. I put this hike that came to about 12 miles total because I went .05 mile on North Fork before turning around. Again, time well spent. I loved the landmarks and the history documented about the Chumash Native Americans. I apologize to be so wordy. At this time, I want to thank Social hiker putting this peak challenge together. You truly opened my eyes to so many mountain peaks in California I never knew existed. I'm not sure if the peaks will count if I do more, but I would still keep others in mind that I haven't done.  It's been very satisfying. It's given me a nice alternative to exercise besides doing my long distance running. Thanks again!