We started our first day with a run in Santa Cruz (which I wrote about here). Then we went back to Barbara's house to change and had a quick breakfast, before heading over the hill to San Jose. One of the things I wanted to do this trip was to visit some people from our sailing club, so we drove over to the house where we'd spent plenty of time at during Junior Fleet parties. Mr. and Mrs. M weren't home, but we went into their backyard anyway and took a couple of pictures - the pool was the same, although I swear the slide that we used to go down is way higher than it used to be (or maybe I've just become less daring):
See how high that slide is? How did I ever go down it?!?
I've been thrown into this pool countless times as a kid...
After we finished trespassing, we went to visit Matt's mom. I haven't seen her in over 30 years! Funny thing - she's into quilting and loves the fabric store that I was going to the following day with Debby - what a small world. Here's me and Matt's mom:
See the plants in the background? She ripped one out by the roots and gave it to me to bring home - more on that in another post.
When we left his mom's place, we drove back to Matt's neck of the woods, where we were suddenly starving, so we had a late lunch:
Burger, fries, chocolate shake - hey, it was Happy Hour on the shakes, so we went for it!
After that, we went back to Matt's house so he could show me his latest hobby - beekeeping. I was not super thrilled to get near the bee boxes, but he promised me that as long as I stayed out of their flight path, they wouldn't sting me. I dashed over to the chair sitting just off of their flight path - side note, did you know bees have a flight path to their keep? I didn't. This is one hobby I can safely say I won't get into, but he seems to enjoy it:
Pretty sure my face says it all when it comes to bees.
Of more interest to me were their pet bunnies roaming in the yard:
Fiona, Leona, LaDoris, and Benny. Don't ask me which is which.
Matt also makes fairy gardens (and is writing a children's book based on that theme), so I got to oooh and ahhh over them:
Each garden has so much to discover - I wish I could have brought one of these home with me!
I noted that the huge trumpet vine growing in their backyard would make excellent fairy hats, so naturally, we had to test out that theory:
Human fairy hats, or...
Then we decided to try our sailing club friends again - it was closer to dinnertime, so we figured we might have a shot at them being home. This go-round, Mrs. M opened the door and the reunion was on! It was like no time had gone by, except that we're all a little bit older. We chatted and caught up and heard all about what their kadults are doing (their boys were older than Matt and I, so usually we were pestering them to let us hang around, but they were nice about including us most of the time). It was really lovely to spend some time with them, and let them know how they were such a big part of our good childhood memories. We took pictures - Mrs. M took one of us to send to their boys:
San Jose Sailing Club throwback - Mr. and Mrs. M, me, and Matt
We didn't want to let go of the sailing club memories, so even though it was nearing dusk, we drove to Vasona park, which is the lake where they used to have our sailboat races, and where I learned how to sail. It's a county park now, and a little more natural, but just as nice as I remembered it. We walked from the dam (which I don't remember being allowed to do back in the day - it was probably too far from where our parents were) to the far side of the lake. I took a couple of pictures, but it was getting dark so they aren't great:
Sunset at Vasona.
The docks where we used to tie up our boats, and where Kathy B fell off and her brother saved her - a very dramatic, memorable moment in our kid brains!
Once we saw the sailboat at the dock, we decided to come back in a few days and rent one. Why not, right? I'm sure it would all come back to us, even though we haven't sailed in decades. We left Vasona with big plans for our next adventure...coming in Part II of this ridiculously long blog post.