Return to Tucson from the GPNW

We are back in Tucson, it was 72 when we landed, perfect, just perfect. Jim seems to be coming down with a cold. From his perspective, it's the plague, but I'm pretty sure it's a cold. It was a good trip, we accomplished our trip goals, and were able to spend time with friends.

This is one of my favorite viewpoints in Bellevue. This is taken from the top of the hill where Vicki and Dave live. This is looking at I90 over Lake Washington, with Seattle in the distance over there on the left.


Bellevue has a plague of deer. They're not shy about standing in your yard and eating everything you've planted.

Monday night we went over to Larry and Sharon's house for dinner. Larry recently retired, and is exhibiting the anti-aging effects of pulling the plug on work. He's got a smoker and he's not afraid to use it. It was fun, we got to hang out with people Jim used to sail with. This summer Larry is going to teach Jim how to make pizza dough. I tend to murder yeast, so it's up to Jim to learn to do this.


Historic downtown Issaquah.

Now we are back in the desert. We have 2 1/2 weeks left to accomplish many things before leaving for points north.