Tilden is a two-thousand-acre wood that covers the backside of my mountain. My house is about a ten minute walk from the edge of it, and I spent much of my childhood running and playing in it. As I grew, I explored more of Tilden, and it came to fill my needs in other ways. I started a Live Action Roleplaying group, and Tilden became our lands for adventures beyond compare. Jewel Lake, Orchard, Lone Oak, Lake Anza, Wildcat Canyon, Inspiration Point... each word, each name conjures images, memories a mile deep and a forest thick. I was raised among the trees of Tilden, and continue to be held aloft in its boughs.