On Saturday, we chained up the tires and rolled several hundred yards to plowed road on our way to San Francisco to hang out with Dylan and Rachel for a couple of days. February is doing its best to make up for January by raining/snowing everywhere every day. Good thing, too. Got some great shots of the big snow on Friday/Saturday, some of which I'll post next.Meanwhile, we had a fun time in The City. Dylan and his workshop buddies are moving into a new, MUCH improved workshop a short walk down the airplane-hangar-sized corridor from the old one. It's a two-level space with separate, walled areas for different kinds of work, plus offices, bathrooms, a kitchen, conference space and lounge. When they've finished fixing it up (and it DOES need a bit of a remodel), it will feel as though they'd moved from, let's say, the "Y" in the Tenderloin to Hotel del Sol in the Marina District. You can see Tom and Dylan near the wall Dylan is building on the first level.
Dylan has a lot of irons in the fire, at the moment. Some look pretty promising--doing some custom furniture, developing pieces for large scale production, and designing new lines of smaller items, too. He's also working on ways to use materials that might otherwise go to waste. He's an idea machine.
Rachel had invited us to crash at her place, which is fixed up like a magazine spread. It also has a lovely view of the city. Besides all of us hanging out there, we went out for sushi, helped her get the heavy piano from basement storage up to her apartment, went out for brunch, and just spent the time.
She can work from home, which is kind of convenient, right now, if not exactly her True Calling. And she gets to live in San Francisco--such a cool city! Difficult for folks like me who have trouble making decisions about food. I think there is at least one little restaurant for every man woman and child residing within the city limits. It's our duty to eat as often as possible when there.We headed for the hills mid-afternoon on Sunday, after making one more stop at Dylan's shop. The rain had very little impact on traffic, fortunately. Also, we were pleased to find that the power had stayed on in our absence, though the phone service didn't get fixed until mid-morning, today (from Friday morning). However, the water heater apparently decided that it was as good a time as any to hang it up. 17 years was all it could manage. We can't complain. It's been seeping some kind of mystery ooze since we moved in. Ah, well.
Stay tuned for some snow shots...
