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A full ballpark on July the fourth, a lone soldier singing the anthem while fighter jets do a fly-by. Fifty thousand Americans chanting 'USA, USA...". Credit where credit is due - the locals have got national pride sussed. A great way to celebrate our first Independence day. (more…)

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"In taking charge of this station I must say, that it is broken, filthy, and almost a total wreck from end to end of it. In the worst condition in every particular of any station I ever saw, in fact it is more like an old saw mill than a light station" - lighthouse keeper John C. Ryan was less than impressed with the wild, misty lighthouse. It's a place that feels as if you might be able to see the end of the Earth, if it weren't for the damned fog... We stopped off at Stinson beach on the way back to let the sun warm our bones. (more…)

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We had a little baby send-off for Craig - congratulations to you and Karen on the birth of your baby girl - a big high five from the NotJoneses to the Bromleys. (more…)

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Our first sojourn to In'n'Out Burger - a gastronomic temple of epic proportions; "like the best McDonalds you've ever been to" and then some... (more…)

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Catching up with old and new friends. Good times spent with Charlie and Ari - cocktails downtown and views in the happy place; Mount Tam. (more…)

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Adventures with a little photo app called Cross Process - not strictly kosher photographic techniques (sorry Warren), but pleasing results nonetheless... (more…)

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A couple of jaunts to see the giant Redwoods at Big Basin and the even bigger Sequoias at Calaveras North Grove. Beautiful, massive trees. Just stupendously huge. (more…)

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A day out at the ball game with the folks. Oakland A's got thoroughly trounced by the Yankees 4-0. Dad is not going to give up rugby for baseball any time soon, but good times regardless. (more…)

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The folks are in town - good times, though I fear California may soon run out of food... (more…)

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An old wine-press manufacturer up in Sonoma wine country was sadly shutting down (the knock-on effect of big corporate vineyard takeovers apparently). The place was a typographic treasure trove.

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