camping on the yuba river

micahel convinced me to sleep without tent under the stars on the banks of the yuba river by telling me the spiders don't come down to the sand of the riverbanks.  so we slept out in the open, and all night i had dreams about psychos with axes and bears.  


the yuba was pretty uncrowded, we ran into only a couple people; they were panning for gold and smoking pot, respectively.  so california.   

my happy place

he's still sleeping!