I've made it to Sunny California. With a wonderful drive through Jedediah Smith State Park and around some huge trees, BDog and I found our way to a nice campsite next to a beautiful river. When we got to the campsite, it was really warm. I hesitate to say hot because I know what really hot is, but nonetheless, I was hot. The river proved perfect. Both the dog and I cooled off in the river and thoroughly enjoyed the water. For those who don't know B too well, he does not swim. I mean, he can if he has to, but he never chooses to. The project of the afternoon was to get him swimming. We came really close, up to his nose, but his feet stayed on ground and never doggie paddled. I'm in it for the long haul on this one and considered the progress a success.
I'm anxious to meet up with Eytan and Lindsey in Santa Cruz, but I'm still a few days away from that. Not too much to write about, but I will share this. Last night I tried a new beer, Old Chub. Made by the same fine people who make Dale's Pale Ale. This Scottish ale comes in a can and packs a punch. 8 percent will hit you real quick, maybe it was just me, the river, and the sun. The dude at the market gave me a hard time for paying ten bucks for the six pack, yet after three of these suckers I was set for the night. I made some amazing pizza pocket sandwiches with my cast iron mini dutch ovens. Fresh green pepper, garlic, and mushroom with mozzarella cheese and pizza sauce baked to perfection in an open fire. Life is good!
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