As the tragedy of the gulf coast seemed to worsen and worsen over the Labor Day Weekend, our annual camping trip with age-old friends was more than a welcome relief. We ventured off to Stampede Reservoir, a bit northeast of Truckee and north of Lake Tahoe. We expected a mob of campers, but were thrilled to discover that we had the waterfront near our group campsite to ourselves. It was peaceful - just the sort of escape from the world we all seemed to want. Photo album
ramblings, stories, photos, rants and ravings from James and Penelope, the skipper and first mate of Alizée, a 2001 Cabo Rico 36, who sail, are dragon boaters and otherwise mess about on boats, read, write, volunteer, travel occasionally and otherwise enjoy life to the fullest, and whose skipper plays jazz piano in his quintet All That Jazz.
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Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Annual camping trip...
As the tragedy of the gulf coast seemed to worsen and worsen over the Labor Day Weekend, our annual camping trip with age-old friends was more than a welcome relief. We ventured off to Stampede Reservoir, a bit northeast of Truckee and north of Lake Tahoe. We expected a mob of campers, but were thrilled to discover that we had the waterfront near our group campsite to ourselves. It was peaceful - just the sort of escape from the world we all seemed to want. Photo album
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