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Ron & Meredith Ride the Rock CALIFORNIA & ARIZONA 2010

San Dimas,CA Jan 28, 2010

You hear about the LA freeway system, but like lots of things, you really have to live the experience before you can appreciate the phenomenon. Omigod. It doesn't quit! It took us about an hour to drive from Newport Beach to San Dimas, in the foothills of the San Bernadino Mountains, just east of LA. We were on freeways all the way, cutting over and under each other, around and through, up and down -- six or seven of them in all, all filled with traffic, some six or seven lanes, none less than three each way, traffic, traffic, traffic. All those cars. All that concrete. Hal was on the job, so making the exits and entrances was not a problem, it was just the enormity of it all. Mindboggling. Hal brought us right to the gate of the East Shore RV Park in San Dimas, on lake Puddingstone, tucked nicely into a huge regional park in the midst of all this traffic madness. We have a lovely spot overlooking the lake and even heard the coyotes yowling last night as we went to bed. We had spent the evening with our friend Shelley from the Slocan and who we haven't seen in many years. She is staying just down the road (ha ha--this is freeway land) in Glendora, a pleasant looking community, in the foothills of these gorgeous snow-covered mountains. It was a great reunion and we really enjoyed reconnecting. During our drive up here, the skies were overcast and rain was forecast, but the rain didn't start to fall until late afternoon, and the serious action all happened overnight. This morning we awoke to semi-blue skies and lovely mild temperatures. This is a weather schedule I can live with. We even saw a roadrunner just outside our door, hopping over the picnic table. And a couple of bun-rabs hopped along the road as we were coming in. A good spot. And great to see Shelley.

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