We started our vacation on the 22nd by going down to the Bay Area. Which of course meant that the truck had to act up. Fortunately this time it was only the brake lights, and not the brakes themselves, and when we discovered the problem, we just happened to be across the street from a Dodge dealer.

Made it to Mom and Dad’s to have an early birthday dinner with Derek and his family, and Linda. Then we drove down to visit Carol and John and I ended up helping John rescue one of their cats after it had been stuck under a bail of hay for at least a few days. Spike probably had to use one of his 9 lives but I think he’s going to be ok.

The next morning we drove down to Clovis so Lori could visit with an old Clayden friend, and then we camped for the night at Red Rock Canyon State Park. Sort of a miniature Bryce Canyon, we almost had the park to ourselves. I guess most people don’t go camping in the Mojave Desert in July.