Welcome home

I checked the weather yesterday over the Sierras and in Reno. Bad. Winter storm brewing and so I called Daron and Jamee. Daron was checking out of the hotel and Jamee was lounging in a hammock.

I recommended they call us from San Francisco to see if their flight was still on to Reno.

Nope. Cancelled.

So they called me back and between Daron, Jamee, me, and the internet, we booked them a car from San Fran to Reno. So they drove overnight to get here. Took about 8 hours for a four hour drive. Not bad, considering. I'm just glad they are home.

It's 6 am and they made it, tired. So they went to bed, and pretty soon the kids will be up and we will have to keep it a secret until they get some rest.

Now, I just hope we get out of Reno at oh-dark-thirty Sunday morning ok.

And...I am within ten miles of Stevie's house on my round the country ride. Just up the interstate by our old house in Ft. Union (Midvale).

Can't wait to see them!!! I wish it were real and not an imaginary bike trip.