Sunrise on Sunday Morning, July 1st from Grouse RidgeO.K. So Charles and I finish up rafting on Saturday the 30th. He's due at Camp Marin Sierra on Sunday July 1st no later than 10:00 a.m. I have a plan. It's simple and has two steps, one, eat dinner and two, a great night spent out under the stars.
First things first, I call Caryn to check in. Things are well at home. She's especially excited because the Stake President wants to meet with us and figures that I'm going to be released as a Counselor in the Bishopric since Bishop Bailey and family are moving to Utah.
I tell Charles the news. He smiles. There's nothing else to be said. We drive.
We drive north up highway 49 through Calaveras County, home of the famous Jumping Frog. We dine in Placerville on Mexican food. The hostess seats us away from the rest of the guests at the restaurant - we must look a little rough after three days on the river. Dinner of steak and enchiladas is great and we head up to scout camp. Step one of the plan is complete.
Step two, we pass Scout Camp around 9:00 and head up to the fire lookout on Grouse Ridge which we reach after driving up 8 miles of dirt road and a twenty minute hike to the top.
We slept on the walkway around the lookout. There was a full moon.
The lookout-
The outhouse-
Room with a View
Even after all of this fun I still made it back to Marin in time for Priesthood meetings!
2 comments:
That sunrise is truly a fine photo, Steve, er Bishop. Fitting that it took place when it did, as it is symbolic, I would say, of the calm peaceful, serene life you used to know :-). By the way, that picture of plocher jumping is proof positive that boy needs a PPI with his bishop about priesthood responsibilities, such as the one to stay alive so he can provide for his family.
stunning photos!
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