Nothing says "It's time to chillax" like a 6:30am flight.
Don catches me unawares.
OOOOoooo! It's the nasty foot wart!
Where would you like to go today sir?
Leaving our very nice motel.
Don't you just want to move to Santa Cruz?
Loose Seal!!
Someone tries to get off too soon. We manged to wrestle him to the ground and tie him up for the rest of the trip.
Don's house mate has been moonlighting as a Latino concession vendor.
You'll notice that Don is a lot more blurry than I am.
Don has about 7 more feet of difficulty going on here than I do.
Notice how stationary I am.
Notice how Don's arms have been amputated.
Look carefully (upper right) and you can see Don and I looking pelicans.
Can't sleep, the whale will eat me!
NOooo! I dozed off for a moment and the whale pounced!
Don fears the ghost whale.
Beautiful head lands of Santa Cruz.
Sea Otters frolic like, well. . .sea otters.
Wind surfing here is a lot more exciting than in Madison.
John loves elephant seals.
We love elephant seals!
The Commitmentpalooza preparations have really been getting to John.
What can we say, we love having our picture taken in these things.
I think I can make something out.
Maybe a sea otter?
Friendly local dog. (Owner not pictured)
What a damn good FOOM this is!
John also likes walruses. See the tusks?
What are you lookin at?
With frawns like these, who needs anemones?!
If Diamonds are forever, what are meteorites?
Katie is not having any of this.
OK, may a little bit of this.
There we go! Can't resist my charms, or my vice like grip on her ribs.
Quickly we spring into action!
Almost there!
What you can't see is the tangle of limbs behind resulting from grown men fitting into a kids' attraction.
Isn't he cute asleep?
Katie's ancestral recreation hall.
FOOM!
There seems to be some disagreement.
We settled on the birth of Mohammad.
Don in his natural habitat.
You can see that the water is a different color under the fog.
Pete take little Donny for a ride on the trolley.
Pete takes Katie for a ride on the trolley.
When in doubt, FOOM!
A very big windmill in San Francisco's Golden Gate Park.
No windmill is complete without a beautiful garden to go with.
I like the windmill. Katie likes making fun of me.
