The Inn at Fawnskin
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Wind seems to be the story here in the west in the spring especially. The view out our window could be St. Maarten! Very, very windy, sound of waves crashing on the beach, mountain in the background..... Watched a little boat this morning, we think he was fishing, flying across the water at 5 knots without sails OR his motor on. Got seasick watching him. This isn't a huge lake and the wind is relentless and looks like it will be until we leave... (Sigh). We had hoped ...
... which are empty. There is a lot of weed in the water and there are a lot of ducks chirping. They sound happy.
There’s a fishing boat out in the middle of the lake, sat still. The sun shimmers off the weed in the water and yellow-leaved trees are reflected in the water on the other side of the lake. This is tranquillity.
It appears I am here out of season. There’s nothing going on ...
... s and they were mean( threatened to shoot his cattle and other things) but he held on and then was allowed to stay there until his death at age 89 in 1969. His wife had died in 1963.
It was late in the afternoon when we left and headed back out of the park to head west again to drive back in the park in Yucca Valley. We stayed at Black Rocks Campground in the park the closest campground to Palm ...
... br> This was a great 1/2 hour stop that lasted over an hour. Both Dave and I really enjoyed the visit.
Off to Mike and Jenny's Place.
22062 Tanager Street
Grand Terrace, CA 92313
We arrived at their house at 3pm and relaxed for a while until Jenny came home. Visited with jenny for a bit then went out to dinner at Food Connection in Grand Terrace.
When we got back to the house Dave and Mike watch a football game and Jenny and I looked through ...
... tiny specks of homes in the distance blending into the landscape. I feel eerily isolated and we are both very pleased to have fuel in the tank. Noah thinks he's in a Queens of the Stone Age video, so he's happy.
I end up sitting in the back with Woody who develops a bit of a case of cabin fever. I then move back to the front when I catch his cabin fever, and leave him to watch the first 10 minutes of Toy Story 3 over and over again.