Was it the incredible, pinch-me-it’s-february azure skies and temperatures, fueled by powerful offshore winds, or the flow of those lovely trails in the forest, best enjoyed in the company of some good friends?
Point is, yesterday was a day of record highs. The three dudes (druids?) we ran into at some point must have taken that in a different sense, but this was Santa Cruz, and reputations have to be kept up.
Inge demonstrates that Titus lives, and today she had her bike properly baptized.