July 22, 2012 – It was one of those on-again-off-again days. It started out OK, then became crappy, then not-too-terrible, then kind-of-ok, then crappy again, then not-too-bad again.We spent a chunk of it down at the yacht club, Kirk working on the boat, me marking papers. On both fronts, wine made the afternoon more tolerable
On the way out, this guy was overlooking the club.
I love the West Coast.