We got a late start on a muggy, Saturday night. It was Tracy So, Katy Mason, Sarah Thorp and myself in Katy's 70 something Mercedes Benz. We sung into the night and headed East on I80, toward Sacramento from the SF Bay Area.
Tracy with Sarah's fruit ContributionsWe made it to Weed, CA around 6:00 Am, set up the tent and napped for a few hours. After about 45 minutes or so of trying to fall asleep with the sun blasting the shit out of the tent, I grabbed my sleeping bag and parked under a shady tree. I woke up two hours later to the sound of park rangers chatting while cleaning up the recycling. I'm sure they thought I was homeless or something. I found Thorp about 60 feet or so away from where I was sleeping and she was literally sleeping in the middle of a dirt road. We all eventually woke up, ate some food and Katy, Thorp and I played around in the park a bit and Tracy snoozed in the tent while someone snagged her board. We were all pretty pissed about that one. It must have been one of those little "crackies" running around. They didn't take anything else...we had a car full of theftables and they took her fucking board. Lame.
We cruised around a bit to try and spot the little fucker that made off with Tracy's board, but he was probably hiding out in his trailer or something. Afterwards...we headed toward Klamath.
Cherry was packed to the brim!
Gettin' our grub on...
Over it...
"Don't take my house!" 
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