Eight of us and gear loaded up in two trusty Hondas to head up to Big Basin State Park for a weekend backpacking adventure. Only one Honda made it to the top of Highway 9. Four of us spied a large group of more than 30 kids and a few adults starting down the skyline to the sea trail. We contemplated whether we would beat them to Big Basin or not as we headed back to rescue the other Honda, broken down just two turns shy of the summit, pulled off the main road on a private driveway. A private driveway that happened to belong to a very friendly and generous middle-eastern man in the most luxurious and extravagant Mercedes-Benz I have have ever seen. Part of me wanted to accept his offer for help just to have the chance to ride in his leather seated, exotic wood dash, V8 kompressor, big burgundy Benz! But alas we decided to limp the sick Honda back down the hill to Saratoga. Several hours later, after shuttling a replacement Honda from Palo Alto, we all made it to Big Basin. Soon after starting down the trail we passed the kids we saw earlier, already returning from Berry Creek Falls.
cool down after 11 miles
hotties with camp towels
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