The "hippie daycare" sign adorned the garage door above the annual sign-in sheet.
Various nick-nacks adorned the landscape at Casa de Luna, only adding to the mystique.
The Wolfpack, as we dubbed ourselves, taking full advantage of the zero.
The Wolfpack, plus Sunset, falls in for a photo as Mama Anderson cruises by in the background to check on taco salad setup.
The sign-in sheet for Casa de Luna, Class of 2013.
Sour Cream displays his poker winnings, after cleaning up the table in his first-ever poker game.
Smiles and I reunite with Nancy/Kit Kat, Joe/Reverend Dude, and Marshall (L to R)
I woke up, rolled over and said "zero?" to Smiles, who easily agreed. We lounged in our thicket, reading, after a hearty breakfast of pancakes cooked up by Joe Anderson. I started reading Edward Abbey's "The Monkey Wrench Gang" to put myself in a bit more of a desert-enjoyment mood during long post-breakfast break in the manzanita thicket. After it got too hot, we transferred our lounging to the front yard of the house. We had a big reunion w Marshall, Joe (now the Reverend Dude) & Nancy (now Kit-Kat), whom we hadn't seen since around/near Mt. Laguna. We chilled all day kicking it w hikers, in an environment that was very much difficult to describe. 'The Wolfpack' was formed, with myself, Smiles, T-rex, Rocky, Sour Cream, Chik-chak, Starfox and Lunchbox as members. We painted our middle fingers red as a tribute to Starfox's Aussie heritage. Dropbears were discussed, and I had a good chat with story time regarding many technical details the mechanical engineer and I got on well about. As it was Memorial Day weekend, Mama Anderson cooked up BBQ hot dogs, chicken and ham. I managed to squeeze a few hot dogs in, but was moderately full after eating half a gallon of ice cream. Sour Cream played his first-ever poker game, and won quite handily. Afterwards, the party progressed much as it did the night before - and seemed to do so every night - with dancing, strobe lights, and variously scruffy hikers undulating in the remote hippie hamlet of Green Valley. After I stepped in a muddy ditch, I decided that it was time to turn in, somewhat earlier than the night before. We were determined to hike out tomorrow and continue the northbound walk.
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