We left Vancouver around six a.m. and were the first to arrive at the trailhead, my dog Zoey, hiking buddy Gavin, and his dog Kember all excited for the day ahead. Poison oak was plentiful and our dogs certainly found their way into most of whatever we passed. We started up abandoned Hwy 8 for the Labyrinth Trail under the morning sun, pausing to take pictures of the numerous wildflower species in bloom. The trail through the Labyrinth was the highlight of the trip, aside from the sheer cliffs of the wall itself. We explored the small cave and, using a flashlight, found some gypsum growing in the back of it. We also made the dogs wash themselves off in the stream by the small waterfall, but this would ultimately prove futile as there was poison oak everywhere during the whole hike and they seemed quite adept at diving into it. We took pictures of the bright yellow moss, the oak forests, basalt columns, and eventually made our way to the bottom of the cliffs. We followed the looping bike trails up the hill, fighting a strong wind and stopping periodically to peer over the edge. We found a gopher snake under some old boards and a ridiculously photogenic fence lizrard, and we passed through the forest to a road we spied at the top of the hill. Here we stopped for lunch before making our way down the road all the way until it passed a house and joined a main road. We turned around and found a salamander and some more wildflowers before heading back on the Crybaby trail. I started down the trail to the valley, but got a bit lost and decided to hike back above the cliffs rather than below them and made a tough climb back up to the main trail. We followed the trail back to where we had crossed over to the road before and did the same thing, again pausing to for some food. We headed down the road in the opposite direction this time and soon found ourselves ion private land, passing by a young vinyard on the way. We eventually made our way downhill through a beautiful open pasture while the dogs chased each other through the fields of wildflowers. I found a tick crawling on me and we spotted dozens of hikers headed down the ridge of the cliffs. We decided to wait for the crowds to pass and stopped for trail mix while we watched the people pass from afar. We headed back down the trail, this time taking the Coyote Wall trail and we found ourselves cursing the bikers are their swooping S shaped trails. We cut through the meadows when we could, passing bikers and hikers alike until finally making it down to Hwy 8 again. We stopped to let the dogs swim in the lake and hopefully wash some of the oil off and we saw an osprey guarding its catch from a covetous crow. The osprey flew right above us with a big trout in its talons. We covered about 13 miles according to Gavin's pedometer app, and arrived back to a packed trailhead. Although I had intended on parking courteously, I ended up looking like an asshole since my car was parked perpendicularly to every other car around it. Over all it was a great trip and we stopped for beers and sandwiches on the drive back.