FROST ON THE FAIRWAYS
Here is Frost on the Fairways, the photo that my wife nominated as theme for today. We left home this morning with only a fuzzy idea of where to go - East - but where? We had chosen the watch for the day - Mrs. C's beautiful little 17-jewel automatic day-date, just revived by yours truly. We turned onto the Admiral Baker Golf Course road, knowing we could probably walk around the valley. A sign in the road sternly warned: "If you don't have a tee time, turn around here". We turned into a parking lot at the driving range as instructed, and after pondering our options, left the truck. We set out on a convenient dirt road under a sliver of moon and a streak of vapor trail. The road took us a few hundred yards, then we diverted to the left at a trail sign. In the Boy Scouts of my youth, we walked on trails like this. No wheelchair access, no water faucets. Single file, Indian style, make no noise and leave no trace behind. Of course we were not in total wilderness bec...