HONEYMOON TRIP (Day 9) Marin Headlands
Not too many words for this one. This is one of my favorite views. Weather was perfect. Wendy had one of her perfect coincidental moments when she was trying to determine the identity of a particular bird ... a birdwatcher fellow just happened to walk up, identify it for her, and also treat us to some bird calls.
Before WWII, this gun emplacement was built for a 16 inch gun with a range of 7 miles to protect the harbor. It was never armed, since the possibility of an attack by 1943 seemed impossible due to the success of the Pacific war. For some reason, I just really get a kick out of these old structures. The echo inside the tunnel was stunning.
More later. Internet is extremely slow here at the Quality Inn in Fort Bragg. Heading to the redwoods now!!!
posted by Brent Sigmeth at 10/12/2006 11:46:00 AM
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Hurry up already, and bring Friday!
Yreka?
Yeah, but what was for breakfast?
the redwoods!!!!!!! i could die i'm so jealous. this is all making me think back on my first experience with the redwoods... hee hee... do you remember that story mom?
xoxo
k
no kitty.... i DON'T!! you should refresh my memory and share with the whole class!
xo
just for the record, the bird was a ruby crested kinglet and the little guy was so awesome. very brave.
FATGUY.... Friday is TOMORROW! we'll be sending you a PDF map w/ directions to the house. We'll be there with the heater on... inside and outside!
Call us on the cellie to let us know your progress along the way. WE CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU.
Breakfast came w/ the room... you had choices in the restaurant... TW's, right? 2 huge cakes & eggs (greasy & funny tasting), oatmeal & toast and some other starch heavy deal -- no meat, ok? coffee or hot (or cold, specified) tea and the "waitress" (totally oldschool) called me honey about 70 times -- looked straight into my eyes when she talked and it made me want to just curl up in her lap... such a mommy she was.
See... the shit happens when you sit at the BAR. One of the other servers, this Latino guy (the whole kitchen was Latino, which was as much color as was in this town), just talked & talked & talked about how amazing Swiss watches were... how it's not like everything else made today with plastic and machined parts and machine assembled. He couldn't stop talking about those damn watches and how much he wished he could have one. He was as passionate about them as any paragraph in a Gabriel Marquez novel. Dammit ... I love people. Seriously. Everyone's got their angle.
can you tell that i'm getting AWESOME internet service tonight? brent is outside in his pajamas & slippers with his computer on top of the car trying to get better service. these little iBooks rock for pilfering any internet close enough to nuzzle up to.
I'm pretty sure it's the one about how she played an Ewok in ROTJ, right?
My bet is that K's adventure was sexual in nature. Sort of like my daughter's story involving the Eiffel Tower.
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