More Summer Adventures

Max’s bachelor party, held on the weekend of the 11th, went off without a hitch. The food, drink, and entertainment in SF were all extremely gratifying, and if I were a wealthy man I would spend each weekend in a different city, alternating between ardent hedonism and mellow reflection as we did during our time on the bay. Thanks again to Troy and Mac for towing us around on Sunday; I won’t soon forget Zeitgeist, its Bloody Marys and the Tamale Lady.

Four days after our return, Mike and I drove to Bishop and spent five sweaty days backpacking through Inyo National Forest with Mike’s dad and co. We camped on the shores of Royce Lake, Vee Lake and Honeymoon Lake during our circuit, with a climb to the top of Royce Peak thrown in for good measure. We dove into a compact lake comprised of melted snow at 12,000 feet—the coldest bath I ever hope to take—and were later nearly landed on by a squawking CHP helicopter as we strode back towards civilization. Photos are forthcoming. It was good to see the Milky Way again, let alone sleep beneath it and nothing else.

Now it’s time to go rough up some keg of Karl Strauss with the guys and see where the rest of the night takes us. Summer is drawing to a close and we dare not squander it.