Relishing a Sunday Outing by Car and Foot in Malibu, California
The Santa Monica Mountains promptly end at the Pacific Ocean—solid pillars of tawny sugar that dissolve the moment they touch water. Lonely ribbons of road cut high into the peaks where the solitary built their mansions. The drive up is startling — in twenty minutes your seaside drive becomes a mountainous outing. The unmarked Stunt Road, a hairpin turn from the official lookout point, leads to a modest trailhead marked with a sign for the Stunt High Trail that you can only see once parked. This moderate four-mile round-trip ramble is ideal for savoring the clean mountain air and gawking at grasslands where Laura Ingalls would feel at home. This is the true Malibu—a real piece of utopia.