Yonder Journal

Yuba River, 3:45 PM

Down by the river on the south bank, under the train trestle bridge type deal over by the MX park at the bottom of the low hills all dusty and tore up by moto trails and 4X4 roads, Yubans recreate. They ride horses, swim, float, fish, rope swing, dive, play volleyball (water polo?) half in the water half on the beach, dirt bike, 4-wheel, tan, do target practice on bottles with rocks, picnic, party, love make, experiment, litter, masturbate, etc. Its dusty and rocky and kinda gnarly but whatever because its a miniature riparian redneck wonderland located less than a mile from downtown Yuba City.

Walking down the sidewalk near the corner of 7th and Broadway a ​toothless cigarette-smoking lady asks Keiran (we're walking side by side), "Where's your tie-dye? He's dressed to chill." Lady points to my​ shorts and laughs. Thing is, I think she says, "he's dressed to kill." Because she's old and that expression would be generationally appropriate. Whereas ​"​​d​resse​d​ to ​c​hill​"​ doesn't make sense from an old white lady. Bu​t​ this IS an old white lady living in Chico, the 4:20 ​ and "chill"​ capital of the world.​ Keiran and I funsies debate/argue about what she said for the next 17 minutes.​

Last night we stayed at the Matador Hotel. The check-in lady asked if we wanted a carpeted or tiled room. I looked at the two 170-pound Bull Mastiffs at her fee​t​ and said, "Tile please." ​In spite of our on-the-fly deductive reasoning and decisive decision making skills, it appears, we may still have fleas.

Pulled over, told I was going 70, I said no I wasn't. He said, "I'm not here to argue with you, I'm here to write you a ticket." Fuck you Plumas County.

It's raining and steaming and generally misty.​

Whichever m​odel train landscape and "nature" ​diorama ​designer-artist set the tone for what would become the "Gold Standard" for model train landscape and nature diorama artifacts clearly modeled his natural wonders, their color, shape and texture, after actual subalpine and alpine environments/microclimates in Lassen National Park.​

Hahahahaha.

Lassen Peak Trail parking lot, ​which was built for​ like​ 500​+​ cars, is​ empty ​except for​ for two motorcycle couples ​ standing under a restroom awning​​ ringing out there clothes and boots​. "My hands are fricking freezing, Bob!"

Conducted a post-summer rainstorm photographic inventory of Summit Lake Campground North (loops B and C only).

Delivered Geopackage to Friend of Yonder (FOY) and Mythical State of Jefferson Expert and Night 18 Gracious Host Mike Cherney.

Outside the Library Combination Police Department there is a trail worn rottweiler tied to a well used expedition sized backpack left on the sidewalk next to the front door.​

While negotiating a portrait of five senior citizens on the beach at Trinidad State Park, their only question to me was (verbatim): "Will this go Viral?"

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