It would be easy to go on about the drought and its effects on the Sacramento Valley- from historically low reservoir levels to brown weedy lawns to numerous wildfires to the 108-degree heat that met me my first day in the area- but when you’re visiting old pals and their families you tend to focus on the positive. We turned California’s water “woes” into our own water “WHOA!s” for the weekend.
Rody happened to be on full-time daddy duty starting the day after my arrival. Sarah, his wife, was leaving on a trip to New Mexico with Grandma so he knew he was in for an exhausting weekend. Plus, he had to take care of his kids, too. 😉
Luela pretended to be shy for awhile, but I finally broke her down.
We went up to Lake Berryessa to check out the glory hole (yes, that’s what they call it) and dam. Despite it’s unusual nickname, it’s actually a pretty interesting spillway for a dam. We didn’t have anything like that in any our facilities during my days at the Riverside County Flood Control District.
As expected, the water level was extremely low, revealing the whole pedestal of the glory hole.
On up to one of the lake’s coves where the water had receded so much we could walk all over the bottom.
Lots of interesting finds including: anchors and buoys of all materials, shapes, and sizes, beer cans, a turtle shell, golf balls, and bodies in concrete-filled drums….it’s totally possible, you know it.
By the end of the day, Lulu was showing me her monster face, and Brody his new toothless smile.
Fun, but yeah, exhausting. Hope you survived the rest of the weekend Rody! Good times!
Dave had just been through Eugene a couple weeks prior on his way to Portland for a wedding. This weekend he said his brother was visiting from Vermont and he’d be having a bbq Saturday evening. I showed up and it was a full-on party. Turns out it was Jason’s birthday as well and the whole family was there.
We kept it under control but took care of any residual effects from the night before by getting out on the river the next day.
I-5 and Sacramento River…
…which is also the location of Swabbies, a little restaurant/bar right on the river. Our server did a good job with my camera on this one.
I have to mention another fellow visitor. I haven’t seen Phil in years, since Dave was in Chico. And he will forever be remembered for giving a few of us the best welcoming to a new place we could ever ask for. I can’t go into details, but we tell the story every time we talk about our first visit to Chico. Really great to see you, Phil!
It was really great to see Jason, Dave’s brother, too. I wish I would’ve thought of him when I was in the northeast. I would’ve loved to get up to Burlington. Next time Jason!
Do not try this at home, kids. This is a trained professional stunt Dave.
Everything was awesome and the stereo on this thing was amazing.
All fun and games until…..
…you hit a sandbar in the middle of the river. Luckily I was in front and didn’t have anything to lunge forward into, but my camera ended up completely doused with water coming over the bow when we were still figuring out what happened. Dave and the others had a few bumps and bruises, but were fine, as was my camera.
The prop would need a little work, but we made it out alive. Just shows how different river boating can be.
Despite that little bump in the river, it really was a great time. Thanks again to Danelle and Todd for taking us out!
Unfortunately, I was off again the next day for my final stop of the trip in Joshua Tree. I’d be meeting my good buddy Andy, and it just may be a classic case of saving the best for last.