Today, I left California and became homeless/on vacation/crazy for leaving. Here's what it looked like:
(Donner Lake, where the "People ate other people here!" plaque had, regrettably, been stolen; the old man in the parking lot did not seem totally sure that Christine and I hadn't taken it from under his nose. Like we have that kind of trunk space right now.)
Tomorrow: Estes Park, Colorado (weather permitting), or bust!