Live Oak is a small-ish town along the feather river, just north of Yuba City. A quiet park is on the edge of town and borders the river. John La Torre decided it was a good place for a campout to celebrate the 40th anniversary of his bus.
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John has the gigantic tent of doom, we love camping with it as in guarantees our comfort during "fire and drink" time.
I left on Friday afternoon, and managed to swing around some traffic.
I had just replaced the CV joint boots (that writeup will be later) and the rear shocks.
(Guess which parts were new) :)
The moon is clear in the valley, and gave me a chance to play with long exposures. I still need some work:
That night it was just Me, John, and Mike. The next morning, it was us three and hundreds of birds.
Mike had never seen the tent set up, and I needed to dust it off, so I did the full tent regalia and had John time the setup. It took 16 minutes to put it up, and would have taken less if I remembered the corner piece direction.
Take down was 10 minutes.
The rest of the crowd showed up mid-afternoon.
We had to scavenge for food and were limited to whatever we could scrape away from the local supermarkets:
As long as you are having a birthday party, you should have a cake.
Joe had returned from China, and Maggie was doing her Dog-duties (begging for food) as if he had never left.
Maggie loves us.
The wonderful Blake and Shelby made it, I took their photo for this years christmas cards.
Since I'm mentioning the tent, the interior (when it is connected correctly) looks like this:
More write up later - I need to stretch this out as I am starving for content.
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