Spanky Jr and meself hit Goat's place Saturday, dropped off three chests, took a shot of Jolly Rancher Whipped Cream Vodka (Tastes like a chick's drink. -Punches like a drunken stepdad.) then snatched up the vodka-stunned Goat and Pepper and took them to breakfast at the Otter Rock.
Damned fined chicken-fried steak...and according to goat, superb clams by the bucket.
Then off to scout out the newly opened south end of De Oro!
After appeasing the PG&E Nazi's("No pictures please"), we were allowed onto the sacred grounds.
Goat walked ahead while Pepper took the opportunity to feel the sweet young man-flesh of Spanky Jr.
(Who can blame her? meep, LOOK at you. You stud.)
Lots of glorious low-tide caves to explore:
This one was BY FAR my favorite:
And in the far back, a deeper, much darker cave that brave Pepper volunteered to explore:
"Come on, you sissies!" she shouted before being swallowed by the darkness.
Five minutes later:
"Well _I_ ain't goin' in there..."
Filthy Hobbitses always picking on poor Smeagle...
"Well don't look at m..." "Hey where WERE you guys?"
"You were gonna leave me FOR DEAD!"
"Awww... I can't stay mad at you. <3"
..."By the way: Did you know that Cthulu has remarkably soft hands?"
Goat finds a hole.
We find more caves.
...and check out some cool rock formations.
We got nearly to the end of the trail before running out of time(and energy)
Not a bad little hike.
(Exiting the fenced section of PG@E's land)
It was a pretty good day.