Up into Bear Canyon, and Seven Falls.
As I was starting out, my attention was drawn by a woman ahead of me who looked pretty strong. We leapfrogged a bit because she took a wrong turn or went off to go bouldering or something. We exchanged some pleasantries. Eventually we ended up hiking and lunching together. She has done some adventure racing, and would like to do more. I talked up orienteering and rogaining - and she would like to orienteer! and rogaine! Maybe even the Big Muddy with her friend from Bend. She's just turning 50. Lives in D.C.; she works for Transition International
helping countries heal after civil war. She told me she's taught map & compass skills - to fellow smoke jumpers. !! ... She's planning to get a Bike Friday folding bike so that she can take it on planes and be instantly mobile wherever she is. (Warning - another AP-related gadget to try not to buy.) Very cool person, and super nice. I really had to push the pace to keep up with her, too.
At the end of the hike, an older runner was stretching, and he started chatting with me. Proselytizer that I am, I told him I thought he should add orienteering to his repertoire. He said he'd tried it once a long time ago and liked it, and had noticed that there was orienteering in Tucson.
So chalk me up for two O sales pitches for the day.