Road Trippin’
January 11, 2014
I am loving having a teen driver in the house. Mostly. I’m loving that he’s hit this milestone, that he’s eager to get behind the wheel, that he’s showing himself to be reasonably, age-appropriately capable and responsible, and grateful we’ve racked up a full week of driving with no serious mishaps and only a few raised voices (it is control-freak me riding shotgun, after all).
Today: F St, to Rd 29, to 113, to 80, to Pena Adobe, to Cherry Glen, to Pleasant’s Valley (and a short run up, then down, Cantalow as we realized there were too many bicyclists sprinting down the mountain on a narrow one-laner), to 128, to 505, to 16, to Cache Creek Casino, to Rd 29A, to 113, to Russell, to A, to home. 104 or so miles. He hit 80 mph once, had to use the windshield wipers, had to pull over numerous times to let cars pass, practiced a sudden stop, and had to negotiate the parking lot at the casino so I could pee (our only argument).
All in a day’s work.
Some drive-by gorgeousness:
Life of Wry 