Weekend wildflowers: report to come
Apr. 14th, 2003 03:36 am2.5 days. 960 miles. Desert, mountain and coastal terrain. Relatives of roomates, rockshows and the favorite mexican food of the space shuttle crews. And, most importantly of all, a proper tromp-about and chilling out in fields of pure California gold.

(yes, I hate this picture of myself. That pose is the fattest looking one possible. Still, it's proper wildflowerage. A chillin' Tug cannot resist.)
Seeing as it's 3:30am and I'm amazingly tired, a proper (and heavily picture laden) report will wait until tomorrow or the day after.

Carrizo Plains National Monument. The white cloud you see to the 5:00-position related to the vehicle was spilling into the valley rapidly, as if poured. A moment later we rolled out of there, tires pitching mud, to escape the pursuing fog.
Seeing as it's 3:30am and I'm amazingly tired, a proper (and heavily picture laden) report will wait until tomorrow or the day after.

Carrizo Plains National Monument. The white cloud you see to the 5:00-position related to the vehicle was spilling into the valley rapidly, as if poured. A moment later we rolled out of there, tires pitching mud, to escape the pursuing fog.