Walking in San Francisco. Hot! Hot! Hot!

Jeanie and I planned to walk in the city before we knew that it would be 95 degrees today. But, we picked a perfect spot to walk. You start at Sutro Baths (that is the picture below) and you walk over to China Beach. It is all part to Golden Gate National Recreation Area (GGNRA). The trail along the coast is wonderful. The last picture (featuring Jeanie) was taken at China Beach. There were young mothers frolicing with their children in the water. Now when does that happen in San Francisco? When we arrived we noticed a hawk pearched in a tree. Since I only had my pocket camera, I didn't get a real close up, but I liked seeing a hawk at the seashore. Jeanie and I finished off our 2 hour walk with lunch at the Beach Chalet. What a nice day. We cruised in SF in the convertible and then I actually decided to do top down all the way home. I really don't love hot weather, but every once in a while, it is just fine. What a delightful day! We wish you could have joined us.

Easter 2009

We spent Easter at our cabin. This year was special because Rachel (our niece) just got engaged to Andy who joined us at Cascadel. They drove up to Yosemite to look at wedding venues. Laurel joined them and took great pictures. Debbie and I went for lots of walks and Steve and DB went to the lake to kill trout. And they did a fine job at it too.

Here we are for our traditional pose in the back yard. Aren't we a fine looking group?

Turkeys are taking over the world and it is no different at our cabin. Joe and Karen, across the street from us, have lots of turkeys in their back yard. Turkey's are really beautiful! This one had lots of girl turkeys following him around.

Here we are on one of our walks. This is the top of the falls.

I had to include a picture of Rachel and Andy in Yosemite. Aren't they an adorable couple?They are in front of the little chapel here. This is such a beautiful place for a wedding.

I love this location so I had to include this great pictures of cousins!

Don and I stayed at the cabin until Monday night and contributed to the air pollution , which we figure adds to Don job security. We burned a forest of pine needles. At least it seemed like a forest of pine needles. We both went home with sore muscles. Racking pine needles is tough work.
What a lovely Easter.

No Wildflowers but a found Green Jacket

Don and I joined Paula and Chet to view the spectacular wildflowers that should be in full bloom at this time of year out of San Jose, over the Mt Hamilton Road, past Junction and down into the Livermore Valley. Since the rains have been great this year, we figured the wildflowers would be great too. Well, that really didn’t happen. In fact, the wildflowers were better last year (a drought year) than this year. Four years ago, the flowers were really outstanding. So, the flowers from 4 years ago are the pictures that I am posting, because I want you to see what they should have been. Even without great flowers, we had a beautiful tour.

Now on to the most interesting part of our “wildflower” tour. Last year we stopped in the Junction Cafe for lunch during our wildflower tour. I left a favorite green jacket there and didn’t realize it until we were 15 miles away. I decide I could live without it and just decided to forget about the jacket. When we stopped at the Junction Café for a break today, Paula decided to ask if they had the green jacket in the lost and found. Now keep in mind that this Café, is a very small, biker bar, café and post office. The woman Paula asked tends bar, takes food orders and is probably the postmaster. She knew about the jacket as soon as Paula asked. She said that they had kept the green jacket for a long time. She knew exactly who had left it, stating that she knew we weren’t regulars. But, when we didn’t come back, she had taken it home. She was so apologetic. She loves the jacket and didn’t think we would ever come back. I told her she shouldn’t worry about it and should keep wearing it. I was so glad that this woman liked my favorite green jacket so much that she would take it home. What a happy ending to a lost jacket story. My green jacket is happy and alive and living in the country. I’m glad we went to find wildflowers. They weren’t there, but we found the lost jacket and it lived happily ever after.