Let's start with a message from Ripley.





I stole the bread yesterday and broke into papa's lunch today.


Why won't he just feed me more???



Appreciate the Redwood Tree.


It grows over 360 feet tall.


Lives hundreds and even thousands of years.


Is bigger than most anything else.

...and grows only in California and Oregon.


I decided to take this one home with me.


It looked doable.


I got my arms around it.


And showed it my skinny legs...
All my pulling caused a big one to fall.


This little 350 footer.

Ripley and I enjoyed the Avenue of the Giants today.

We drove through Burlington Camp Ground.


This is one of the spots we camped 11 years ago.


Kev, it is amazing we got that motorhome into this place!

We left the Giants to head for the beach.

Drove through the Victorian town of Ferndale to get to Centerville Beach. This is the gateway to the Lost Coast where there ain't much of anything but coast.

The wind was steady, but a bit on the light side. I estimate 5-10 knots. A good wind to fly, but not enough to really pull.

A passerby approached with a camera. When I asked if she wanted to photograph me flying, she said no, but would I allow her to take a picture of the Whippet. I leveraged her request into an agreement to snap some shots of me flying.

So here are a couple shots of today's flying.