Once again, I managed to connect with many wonderful old friends in a variety of beautiful places. The Bay Area (I went from Carmel Valley to Santa Rosa) is a remarkable and wonderful place. The food is good, the views are stunning. Too bad so many people agree with me.
This year two of the many were hurting and that is hard to see. I hope that soon this won't be the case but I guess pain, illness, death are part of the package, and there ain't nothin I can do about it. My thoughts remain with you all, and I hope for rain without lightning to deal with some of that fire.
The Angel Island Picnic was a rousing success with the addition of more in the 20-something category. (Katie Scherbel brought along a whole slew of folks who seemed to enjoy themselves enough to agree to bring the keg next year!) Unfortunately a number of the regulars couldn't make it because of things like family reunions and children's activities. Enough excuses: next year's picnic will be on June 27 (wow that's late--remember: it's the Saturday after Father's Day), so put it on your calendar and show up.
We talked to a very nice candid ranger there about fixing the road to Perles Beach which has been washed out for several years, causing aging picnickers to have to vault down a steep hillside. We thought if we offered to find someone to fix the road and pay for it, we could get it fixed. Unfortunately FEMA is already on the case and the ranger said "So just like New Orleans, it's almost fixed..." or something like that. Sigh. Well, it's gonna get hard to get the truly aged down that hillside, but maybe when we are that far along, we will have other technology to aid us down. Until then...see you next year.
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