Not to reveal my ignorance too much (I hope), but from when I first moved to Portola Springs (from Woodbury) until maybe last year I had absolutely no clue about how near the landfill is.
When I finally realized that, it answered a mystery that I'd wondered about for years: During my first year living here, there were two mornings where I rolled my windows down as I drove away from my home and my nose was filled with a wretched, vile smell so bad that I started dry-heaving in my car.
I rolled up my windows and looked all around for maybe a nearby trash truck (at 6am) or for a pile of trash someone maybe dumped on the street, but I saw nothing.
Finally when I learned about the landfill's location it occurred to me that's what I was smelling. Their stink containment unit must've malfunctioned a couple of times or something.
As I'm moving to Stinkgate, it is a bit further from the dump itself, so I'm hoping such a stink will not reach me again, though it is a bummer to be nearer the dump-truck route and the landfill entrance.
My wife and I often remark how proud the Bowerman family must be and how proud we should be to be so closely associated with not just any landfill, but one of thee biggest landfills in all of California. Not everyone who lives near a landfill can make such a claim.