Just two days earlier we were nestled in the quite trees of the Tetons. 2500 road miles later...we have arrived in the beauty of California. We are here in Grass Valley. We came upon the same routine upon entering any new town. We took to the first swimming spot we could fine, to emerge and refreshen from a 6 am wakeup drive.
We tended to the car by arranging an oil change, looked around plazas for ammenities, copy shops, coffee, and some fresh goods.
Two organic cucumbers and a melon later, we settled in to the sizzling hot porch of an old friend. Equipt with weathered vehicle shells, we felt somehow right at home.