Grass Valley living

[growler_south]

This is beer country living at its finest...
Brent and Eric have the most wonderful place in the valley- a cool irrigation stream to soak in, plenty of space to relax, a gorgeous house with all the facilities and plenty of supplies. I have just had the most wonderful weekend of my life, relaxing with friends new and old, enjoying the fine hospitality of the Bears Gone Wild Ranch and surrounds. Days soaking in the pool, watching atrocious movies (Showgirls. Fantastic.) eating fine food and drinking. Oh the drinking. Yee-hah! I managed to fall on my nose in the dark (whump! clatter! Crunch! *ow*) and it still hurts a little, but its largely the same shape so I dont mind...

I was even still in a good mood this afternoon when we headed back to the city and checked in to the bed-n-breakfast, which is literally 2 doors down from Starbears. Once we'd checked in, Robbie took us to an intimate party with 3 lovely bears and their friends- a great space and lovely atmosphere. Robbie then took us to the Eagle and the Lonestar for the sunday beer bust- so very crowded, not nearly so pretty as the private party, and it sudenly reminded me that I'm back in the city...

It took all my resolve to send Robbie back to Napa on his own. I have things to do here- I have to meet Gregorbehr tomorrow for a fun day out of the city, then beastbriskett on tuesday for a small bike tour around, wednesday who knows and thursday Erich arrives... Sometimes we just have to be grown-ups and do whats expected to get the rewards we deserve.

I'm about to be a grown-up and go to sleep until tomorrow.

Comments

[dacubsf.livejournal.com]

i'm off on Wednesday this week. You think you might be around Starbears on Wednesday

[paddygrappler.livejournal.com]

so i take it you are not enjoying yourself.....so envious!!!

My tribute to San Francisco (that I stole off Frank)..

[musclebearnz.livejournal.com]

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars
The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care
My love waits there in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come home to you, San Francisco
Your golden sun will shine for me

[ink-ling.livejournal.com]

I am a big fan of the slower, more relaxing moments. I get sensory-overloaded too easily. North of the bay suits my taste just fine. Though I have to say I was wide-eyed and gawky in the city, too, clipping along at a Southern rube's pace.

For some reason, this post made me want to winter out there. (As if I am from a class who could ever winter.