Well, almost got to the mountains on my birthday. What actually happened is that the 395 on our way to Mammoth was closed due to a flash flood. We had the option to hang out with all the other stranded travelers at the Chevron gas station and drink some brewskies with them but I was not interested in sitting in a car in 100 degree weather. Not on my birthday and not any day! We drove back 45 minutes and came across a cute little town called Ridgecrest and I got us a room at a Best Western that was very clean and very nice but they had a limit on what size dog you could have. I’m not one to lie but I did tell the woman at the front desk while checking in that my dog Trey was only 40 lbs. Do you know how hard it is to sneak a 110 pound dog past the lobby?
We arrived the next morning in beautiful Mammoth Lakes. I love that place. It is where Ryan proposed to me. Trey was a happy dog and we hiked and biked and ate and drank and had ourselves a merry little time.
Ryan even did the dishes after our aunt and uncle prepared us rack of lamb for my birthday dinner. Doesn’t he look cute?
