Look, I just got back from four days in a mountain paradise.
I still need to unpack my duffle and if I don’t find my special pillow I won’t sleep well tonight and everyone around me will suffer tomorrow.
Yes, more than usual. (Funny. Very funny.)
Tomorrow—hopefully after a restful sleep (once I find my pillow)—you will get the Rest Of The Story. In the meantime, here are a few morsels to tide you over until later. Facts to follow.
Here is a photo of an actual trout that I paddled within inches of. And he had friends. Lots of them. BIG friends.
In addition to the aquatic fauna we found, we got a daily show of Ospreys diving—successfully—for their own trout dinner, and today, during a short rainfall, we had a HUGE Golden Eagle perched on the top of a dead snag, waiting for the clouds to clear.
The scenery was simply spectacular.
The water clarity was phenomenal.
The mountain peaks with patches of snow were breathtaking.
We took a quick jaunt over to Lake Tahoe to visit the home of an old friend of Howard Hughes—and just as quirky.
But, while boating across the lake we did see this very strange watercraft. Anybody guess what it is?
Finally, a quick plug for Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations show for this week.
Here is a guy who likes to eat lots of exotic foods and drink copious amounts of alcohol all over the world, and in this episode, he gets to look funny and/or foolish trying to look good while stuffing his ample self into a slick bodysuit of rubber–otherwise known as waders–and trying his hand at fly fishing.
No, this is not about me. (Funny. Very Funny.)
O.K. it’s back to looking for my pillow.
I know I left with the cabin it. It wasn’t difficult to find this morning.
SOMEONE who was sleeping—or attempting to—must have tired of my apparently obnoxious and extremely loud snoring.
I awoke with the pillow stuffed into my mouth.
Gee, I don’t think I swallowed it. But I can check my, ah…morning ”eliminations” for any errant down feathers.