Yesterday morning as I was sipping my coffee, Mr. G says, "hey, you wanna go to breakfast"? "To Blanca & Pierre's?" Blanca & Pierre's is our favorite restaurant up in Big Bear. Yes Big Bear, the place he spent the entire day before, putting the boat in the water. Oh, and fishing.
He says he forgot to undo the boat battery and needed to go back up to do it. Soooo, I quickly got ready and threw a couple of things into a bag and off we went. One hour and ten minutes later, we were at the lake. First we made a quick potty stop at the cabin.
We bobbed. We cruised. We trolled. We drifted. And before long the sun was slipping behind the mountain, and we headed back to Holloways to put the boat away. While we were at the gas dock, I noticed this retro looking sign on the pump. I liked it, so I snapped a picture.
Yep, I would pick lake over ocean, any day of the week! We went into town and had dinner at Saucy Mama's, where we sat outside listening to a Jimmy Buffet wannabe busking on the corner, and shared spaghetti and pizza. Then walked next door to have an ice cream cone where we sat outside to enjoy as we people watched. Then headed on down the mountain. The sky was so incredibly beautiful that I actually unbuckled and crawled over fishing poles to the back end where my camera was, then scrambled back to the front and snapped photos almost all the way down the hill. I must preface these pictures by saying NONE of them do justice to the show that mother nature was putting on for us.