Last Weekend: A Timeline

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. 

Friday:

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.

Saturday:

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.