" To know that which before us lies in daily life is the prime wisdom. " John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book VIII
Monday, May 09, 2005
Saving Spiderman
On a whim, this past Saturday, I took
us for a long drive south down Foothill Boulevard from its northern
terminus on Page Mill Road in Palo Alto to the very southern end in
Cupertino where it becomes a small two lane byway that runs alongside
Stevens Creek reservoir. The trail winds up over the mountains and
then down into a deep, forested other-world where you drive just a few
feet away from an idyllic gurgling stream and tall redwoods. On a
tight switchback deep in the valley, we noticed a downed motorcycle in
a shallow ditch at the edge of the curve and a visibly shaken
motorcyclist trying to get up. The remoteness of the locale and the
fact that we had not spotted another vehicle on the road for several
miles, T thought we should stop and assist. Me being the resident non-samaritan, argued against it. Well, in my head at least. We backed up and I
got out of the car to help the cyclist lift his bike out of the
ravine. Using all of our might, we lifted it up and motored it out.
The cyclist finally took off his helmet and for a good half minute, I
stared in disbelief. It was Toby Maguire in the flesh. Yeh, that Toby
Maguire. Or someone that looked a whole hell of a lot like him. His
brother perhaps? The loud sputter of his engine snapped me out of my
celebrity trance. As I got back in the car, he thanked us profusely
for our assistance. The entire drive back, I was thinking about how we
saved Spiderman that afternoon. Anyhow, the impromptu daytrip was full
of other unexpected discoveries including a pleasant walk along the
commercial hearts of Los Altos and the charming hamlet of Saratoga.
The latter was especially picturesque. The town sits comfortably
between the sloping mountainside and the flat valley and is perched
above an active creek. The shops and eateries are clearly first
rate and quite impressive in appearance and manner. We will
definitely have to make a return visit and try one of the restaurants
sometime. Everytime I think I know the Bay Area, random drives like
this confirm otherwise.