The Kvamme Brothers and Pescadero State Beach, Butano State Park, & Golden Gate Bridge
Sometimes when we fly into the San Francisco Airport we use it as an excuse to visit the city and/or the coast for the day before or after our trip. With Curtis’s brother, John, flying into SFO to visit us we thought that this too would be a good time to tour him around. Or “tour” as well as two people who live in Groveland can “tour” around San Francisco pretending as if we know what…
San Francisco Meets My Mom
In early June Mom kicked off summer with visit to California. A very wet, rainy, and mild weathered trip to California. Despite the lack of sun in the state I think she managed to enjoy herself in our whirlwind tour of Yosemite/Groveland, San Francisco, Point Reyes, and Grass Valley/Nevada City. Not sure if I managed to convince her it was WAY better than Southern CA, but she is getting there…
Hardly Strictly Bluegrass makes me think I don’t know what bluegrass really is.
There is a very well-to-do person who loves the idea of a lots of free blue grass music, dirty pot-smoking hippies, and peacefully, but loudly, taking over the Golden Gate Park for one weekend a year. They call this phenomenon “Hardly Strictly Bluegrass”. Although I am still trying, and failing, to become a bluegrass fan, Curtis (+ all of his work buddies) were going. How could I really turn down my first big California Dirty Hippie festival anyhow?
Where we finally go to San Francisco, but not Alcatraz
Which you would think was a good thing because people tried to get out of Alcatraz all the freaking time and died terribly. But seeing as Curtis’ two Estonian friends, Margus and Arvo, came to the City for the very purpose of seeing Alcatraz it was a minor set back. Instead we wandered around aimlessly until we accidentally walked up to Coit Tower, wandered down to some quaint oldschool part…
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