Gone!

I have a bank check in my pocket - and the car just went away. Bye bye car!

A recent suggestion to use my bicycle to go camping has me thinking -- that's a heavy pack! I could do ultralight on Angel Island, but that's about it. I go camping to get the hell away from people - meeting people, finding out about how they live and what they do is not a problem. I'm far to extroverted to miss out on such opportunities. Camping is for getting the hell away from that. :)