For almost ten years we have been driving by a place on Palomar, knowing it had changed owners. We’d wave occasionally. When the evacuation was lifted after the fire in 2007, I was droving home and saw their home had survived (it was a miracle). I had to pull in the driveway and give her big hug. We’d connect occasionally through the Mountain News, once in a while on the phone or email.
Well, last night it was a date. The four of us met up at El Rey. We sat there and visited between bites of fajitas, great guacamole and chips. We talked about kids, fishin’, firewood, camping, ground squirrels, and a whole lot more. Good stuff. Before I knew it, three hours had passed.
We really value our friends we’ve met on Palomar. This mountain sure attracts some nice folks… jus’ saying…