The Big Bear & Goldilocks

A lifetime ago my sister, a new bride, travelled to Santa Rosa with her mother-in-law, Clara, in Clara's new giant Mercedes sedan.  They picked up the new groom, Greg, ate, and eventually drove back to Ukiah.  My sister, who was in the back seat, became very ill due to food poisoning.  The next day Greg removed the seats in the car and using an industrial hose he flushed the car out.  Clara traded it in the next day.
When you purchase a bike, and I know this because we have purchased 3 in less time then it takes most women to accumulate 10 pairs of black shoes, but I prevaricate.  So, the new bike might need extras to make it more comfy for the rider on the back.  Me.  On the way to Tahoe, during a thought storm, it occurred to me that this was the maiden voyage for the bike's new parts and me.  Hmmmm.  And then I remembered that the maiden voyage in my seat belonged to Big Dan.  I started laughing as I looked down and tried to imagine how he fit into the space between George and the back. I mean I am not a small woman and I feel squished at times!  When I mentioned it to George and he grimaced and said we should get a new bike.  I started thinking, like Clara?, could we just wash my seat?  Really!  I just hope Big Dan felt just right in my chair.



Jenson and The Bears
(Whose Been Sitting in My Chair?)

We were driving through Tahoe today looking for a place to eat when the most remarkable thing happened. I am directionally challenged. I still cannot find my way around Sacramento.  Today I discovered the secret to finding a location-there must be a food memory attached. A few years ago Frances, Marsha, and I went to Tahoe for some self -care. We ate lunch at Sprouts a wonderful, hippy, healthy sort of joint.  Total cash cow. Without the cow.  So George and I are riding down some random street and all 14 of my senses light up and my arcane brain shouts "stop I know this place." We quickly turned around queued up and were soon munching on amazing food.

Yummy Lunch at Sprouts!

We are now in Carson City.  Who would live here? It is not attractive and it is very windy.  Tomorrow we will be resting our heads in Ely.  This is the first year we have left our home fairly relaxed and I was not thinking about getting back.  It is good to be on the road again.

Jenson out
gplatt007@yahoo.com