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Guerneville Take II
Aug. 2nd, 2008 06:31 pmDuke and Rat invited me to lunch with Gary in... Guerneville. So despite having just gone down yesterday, I went again and had a rather good time. The Lazy Bear thing seemed wildly different than Friday - I saw a bunch of people I knew and there was definitely some eye candy. But the pool party scene isn't really my thing, and the chance of getting laid seemed somewhere around zero, so I didn't stay terribly long. I have remained somewhat misled by the original Lazy Bear vision of just hanging around. Now, everything is corralled off and you have to buy a tag to get in anywhere other than the bar.
Seeing Guerneville through the eyes of a local is kind of fun. Gary gave me a tour of the homeless encampments in the area - heh, no, I don't really trawl homeless camps but I do like to skulk around a bit and check out the scruffy dissolute youths that inhabit them. It's more of a hippie thing than a down-and-out thing there, at least compared to SF. Lots of good fantasy material.
Coulda woulda shoulda? Some kids had fashioned an impromptu otter-slide in the mud on the other side of the river and I was VERY tempted to get all muddy and walk around town like that for a while. But it looked like the kind of thing that would end in a ruptured disc for anyone over 20 years of age. Sure was tempting, I should have at least got a little wet and grubby given the opportunity.
I must start spending more time on fewer trips with better planning and proper overnight accommodation, because this sort of random running around is chronically dissatisfying. I could get away with 2 AM returns to San Jose, but I'm just not going to ride 101 in the middle of the night. I guess I could drive a car like a sensible person would.
Seeing Guerneville through the eyes of a local is kind of fun. Gary gave me a tour of the homeless encampments in the area - heh, no, I don't really trawl homeless camps but I do like to skulk around a bit and check out the scruffy dissolute youths that inhabit them. It's more of a hippie thing than a down-and-out thing there, at least compared to SF. Lots of good fantasy material.
Coulda woulda shoulda? Some kids had fashioned an impromptu otter-slide in the mud on the other side of the river and I was VERY tempted to get all muddy and walk around town like that for a while. But it looked like the kind of thing that would end in a ruptured disc for anyone over 20 years of age. Sure was tempting, I should have at least got a little wet and grubby given the opportunity.
I must start spending more time on fewer trips with better planning and proper overnight accommodation, because this sort of random running around is chronically dissatisfying. I could get away with 2 AM returns to San Jose, but I'm just not going to ride 101 in the middle of the night. I guess I could drive a car like a sensible person would.
