… a snippet summery of my September that may or may not make any sense whatsoever… with random pictures thrown in.
“where are you? oh… that’s a town away…”
Berkeley… I always can’t help but feel intelligent here. – Yeah, I went to the SF Fringe… didn’t see any shows though. – Mooncake Festival… where long lines appear across the street in San Francisco’s Chinatown waiting to get into stores on the opposite end. – The less traveled parts of Treasure Island can still look “cold war” scary. – Asians salsa dancing on campus. – “Yep, that’s a reindeer walking up someone’s driveway.”
Kingsburg, the Jones’ and the Swedish Lady.
The Assassination Tour… begins
Rendang lunch at the cove.
Dinky Lakes… your chance of experiencing 90 minutes of harrowing pothole driving to and from your hike destination. – 3 pretty lakes. – “No, that’s not a sonic boom… that’s thunder.” – “Hail! Are you kidding me?” – “… a walk in the park? In the U.S. hiking can often turn into an extreme sport.” – Spicy.
That papaya salad was full steam!
It’s going to be a scorcher.
Bass Lake trails… where the hell are they? – “Damn, these bugs!” – “I saw headlines flash as I slipped into the creek” – “Your Mum’s cutlets may have saved us.” – Gun shots… we may be stumbling on a hidden pot farm. – Spicy. – “I think a bottle of wine may be in order… let’s celebrate surviving that.”
“It’s going to be a scorcher today!”
The Beetles playing The White Album – celebrating the brief return of the Zonthar Nunis Dancers.
Shrimp and Mango Curry.
“What time is the wedding today?” – “Yep… vows were said in stage voices.”
Mineral King… where all trails start… up. – “Those deer better know where the park boundaries are or all bets are off.” – That bush smells great! – Great lentil soup! – Tiff. – Make up. – “Look… there’s snow!” – I’m glad we got an early start. – “Those sinkholes are crazy… where does the water go?” – This is high altitude training. – “No fire?” – “Let’s skip the twist and go with bread kabobs.” – Now coated with genuine Sequoia Soot. – “I dreamed of Belgians and Belgium last night” – “Look… a giant lizard head!” -Spicy.
First “do” in the front yard since Mum’s Memorial. – “What are you talking about? I haven’t given you a ding-dong in a while, honey!” – “He moved his organ to his Mom’s garage.” – “That was classic… felt like old times… the good ones.” – Yep… no grill tonight.
Coffee and the German babe convention at the cove.
It will be a scorcher today.
Morro Bay… and the romance of the 3 stacks. – “Watch out for deer.” – Spicy. – Bickering restaurant staff. – Tom, Dick & Harry. – Crazy Horse Woman – Crashing waves. – “Nap time – those elephant seals really know how to live.” – Beach Bungalow Inn – built in 1937. – The Galley – good food. – Ah… to samba in sarongs – Frankie’s & Lola’s… gourmet made down home.
Highway One… where stops for road work allows you to enjoy the view… and join a caravan. – View before Ragged Point… a bathroom with a view. – “Is that a waterfall emptying into the sea?” – Bird shit rocks. – Point Lobos… my favorite trail… short and level. – Monterey… the guy has his spiel down.
Airport breakfast.
Thank You, Cosima.
