Last week I (drum roll)...drove over two different bridges by myself (thunderous pounding applause).
There were serious draws on the other sides of those bridges.
This is Fearless Leader, who I visited on Saturday.
We walked up to his favorite perch and talked about serpentinite and WWII prop airplanes flying overhead and then went to breakfast and had jolly time with Mrs Leader. Then they took me in search of the round house that sits, beckoning, from the side of the freeway.
We didn't get there, but the journey is usually the best part of the fun.