A new weekend is almost upon us, and I realized I hadn't yet reckoned for last weekend, which was full of daring and adventure.
4 p.m. - Leslie and I pack up the California Raisin and make a break for Sonoma.
6:30 p.m. - Leslie and I realize that both Pomo Canyon and Willow Creek are closed for the season. Oops.
7 p.m. - We find a nice spot in Bodega Dunes; its proximity to a high school rave pleases us, as our group will not be the most obnoxious in the campground for once.
7:15 p.m. - We attempt to make a fire, and do an energetic and inspired Fire Dance.
7:17 p.m. - The fire goes out.
7:30 p.m. - Mike G. and Mike D. appear, and promptly begin attacking logs with a hatchet.
7:35 p.m. - A fire is successfully built. Mike D. shotguns three beers, waxes rhapsodic over Ruffles.
7:40 p.m. - Leslie attempts her first-ever beer shotgun. Fail.
8 p.m. - The Jameson's comes out, as does the hobo pie maker for quesadillas.
8:10 p.m. - Everyone is drunk and happy.
10:30 p.m. - Scrambly shows up. Everyone is drunker and happier.
1:30 a.m. - Mike G. almost tumbles into the fire.
1:31 a.m. - Mike G. denies that he was almost a flaming ball of hippie. Time for bed.
3:30 a.m. - Mike D. and Scrambly go to bed.
Sometime between 3:30 and 10 a.m.: Scrambly, in the fetal position next to the fire, rolls over onto Mike's lamp and melts his sleeping bag; against all odds, does not die.
10:30 a.m. - We emerge slowly from our tents to a gorgeous day. Leslie begins cleaning her bike.
10:30:30 a.m. - Leslie begins cooing to her bike, Luciano the Italian Stallion.
10:31 a.m. - Everyone tries to ignore Leslie cooing to her bike.
Noonish - We get on the road; Mike D. takes off for a drive, Scrambly for the restaurant, the rest of us for a ride.
12:30 - 2: Ride along the Sonoma Coast. PERFECT.
2:30 - Stop at Wildflour Bakery for fresh bread and sticky buns. DELICIOUS. I don't have cash; they just tell me to mail them a check later. Whaaaa?
3:30 - Ride the hills around Valley Ford; I experience PTSD on a killer climb that was part of the Holstein Century.
4:30 - Say hi to Scrambly's goats, Pancho and Lefty; one of them tries to kill us. Leslie shares a moment with the other one.5 - Dinner at Scrambly's: oysters, mac and cheese, grits, fried chicken...
8 - Home and "Deadwood". Ahhhh.
Ok, I'm running out of steam here, but you get the idea. Sunday we went to Redwood City for the Superbowl. Great game + tasty food = excellent Sunday.