Is that the Golden gate bridge I see in the distance? Is that alcatraz? I've climbed thru mud and slope-it has been raining uncharacteristically-to my present lofty perch with its vista. I can hear, shockingly, the urbanal sounds wafting up from perhaps 300 meters below. My hosts here are a most gracious bunch-the four of them in the 2 bedroom apartment. Cozy atmosphere, if at times a bit smoky. I realize that my eyes have been resting in the direction of my next destination across the greatest earthly sea. I'm now cooled from my exertions, and I shall now attempt a controlled descent. If you never get this email, you'll know why.
-xaq