+ Woke up still on a high from yesterday’s rappel, but moved at the speed of a snail when it came to packing and getting ready. Kind people reminded me this was a somewhat arbitrary departure and that I should leave when I was ready.
+ I left my house at 3pm. Barely hit any traffic. Smiled as I passed Canoga Ave off the 101. Turned into my Dad’s driveway in San Luis Obispo aground 6:30 p.m. with a Firestone beer (Pale 31) and BBQ blue cheese burgers waiting for me. Thanks, Dad! I asked Rowlf to give me a celebratory high five when I turned off the car engine and he did not comply. Note to self: Gotta get him trained up on operating a smart phone and doling out high fives when prompted.
