here is a picture i took the other morning of my amazing hair:
last night pete and i went camping in the santa cruz mountains. the lead up to the actual camping was sort of a fiasco that involved driving on very, VERY curvy roads, me almost puking and us not having enough money for the campsite. amateur. HOWEVER. we saw a cougar, which made up for everything. it was crossing one of the curvy roads and pete saw the whole thing and said, “COUGAR!” and when i saw it it was leaping through the air into the bushes. it was huge with that big thick tail. scary and awesome.
we have pretty good animal luck together. last year we saw a golden eagle. i think if we see a condor my mom might give me up for adoption. she wanted to see a cougar pretty bad but i think she wants to see a condor worse.
after the camping (we ended up finding a town with an atm), we had breakfast in a super backwoods town called ben lomand. “backwoods” is sort of a weird way to describe a place twenty miles away from santa cruz but i’m telling you. i could have been in forks, washington the way the mildly-attractive waitress knew all the town men who kept coming in to get cups of coffee and flirt with her.
then: surfing. we haven’t surfed in months and we were out there for two and a half hours and basically i can’t even lift my arms. i rode pete’s longboard because it’s easier than my board. i love surfing. and in santa cruz it is just fun without the terror aspect. though there were some big waves today. but not where i was surfing.
then: bbq at cole’s bbq in santa cruz which is just about my favorite, worst for you food in the world. totally acceptable after surfing plus we split one meal and have tons of meat left over.
in summation: nice weekend. it happens. what are you going to do?