It is not often that I get to visit Dad's special little spot in the Sierra twice in one year, and I suppose that technically this year is no different, since we were foiled in our first attempt to reach camp by trees down over the road.
Our attempt to clear the 96 trees we'd counted when we'd flown the drone down to camp was futile from the start, and we wondered through the rest of that trip if our days at this favorite spot were over.
Then - as we were driving out - we ran into Aldo.
Slow down there, this content is coming soon 😉...