the summer of love turns 40

I posted the following over at rednoW.com about a couple days of my vacation.

Last week Maggie and I spent three nights in a small house on a very lonely section of the northern Californian coast.   We’d started our trip in Seattle, been to the Puget Sound, spent a night outside of Portland (after paying homage to Powell’s Bookstore and Fabulous Jackpot Records), and after driving a bunch of hours along the foggy Pacific on Highway 1 finally reached our cottage in the middle of nowhere.  The ocean in front of us, redwood forests and vineyards behind us, and more stars than we’d seen in a long time above us.  Not a bad way to spend a few days.

You can read the rest at the rednoW site.

One response to “the summer of love turns 40”

  1. I enjoyed reading about your visit to the coast and seeing your hippie friends. It amazes me that there are still some who consider themselves as such.

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