Thursday 14 September 2000: a rainy invasion

Jon: It rained today. Light drops in the morning woke us, but we had the tarp over the tent and only a few corners got wet. Out in the rain, it was not so bad, though my boots were soaked. Breakfast was cold. We headed out, seeking cheese and a short hike. The 0.1 mile trail to Big Tree was quick, and it was a big tree (what was happening 1500 years ago?). Heading on in the rain, I discovered that Elisabeth really can't stand the wipers going.

Elisabeth: They grate upon the nerves, like the Eldarians upon the universe. I was unfortunate in my exploration of this beautiful looking frontier world, to be captured by a murderous sentry of their ilk. After passing much tedious conversation with the narrow-minded bigot, he went ahead to scout for attacking Llalarkee and I met up with a dashing human freedom fighter. After a little while more we reached my vessel and he decided to come with me back to the stars, to seek help for his people.

Neither help nor cheese was found south of Crescent City. First we ate a very late lunch at the Apple Peddler; we couldn't get the fish we wanted and were generally unimpressed. The cheese we bought at Safeway was cheddar, and white, and extra sharp, and very good, and the corn we picked up was a welcome addition.

The drive back was slow, the fog in patches some of the thickest I have ever seen, and the road was one-lane in two places (good ol' Caltrans). That night, after arguing about proper tarp-position, we finally go things dry enough, decided not to drive the next day, and turned in.

Friday 15 September 2000: a nice day for a beach walk

After completely re-airing the bedding we went for a leisurely stroll down the beach and frolicked in the alternating warm sun and cool fog amid the rising tide and the cliffs against which we might have been trapped with no possibility of escape if they hadn't been two feet tall and made of sand and fun to burrow tunnels in. Around lunchtime, though, Jon felt the beginnings of a migraine, most likely from most the too-bright daystar, so we headed back.

Instant coffee saved us a trip into town, as its caffeine fought of my headache and Elisabeth read me World War.

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