Thinking I would avoid traffic by motoring early on a Saturday morning across Los Angeles on I5, I was wrong. The 80+ mph traffic passed me like I was some senior citizen from the Pacific Northwest. Eventually I arrived at the humid, sunny, crowded campground.
Wow. Nice surf and hundreds of paddleboarders greeted me. I fitted the trailer into the campsite with the strangely good assistance of Sticky Wicket and Wick O'Shay. Squirrels refused to get out of the way. Mice shuffled by not the least bit phased by the presence of sweaty humans. Wick said his cooler was infiltrated by sugar ants. A posted sign warned of West Nile virus contagion. Wonderful to be back.
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