It's not often that a road trip across the continent by car has to abide by the sailors curse of going where the wind blows, but it happened to us. From Kentucky we headed south to the Big Easy, planning to leave after Thanksgiving for San Diego. But we have been looking for the right opportunity to go back to work and a possibility, dependant on an interview, arose suddenly in Western Maryland, so instead of turning west we retraced our steps, took a one thousand mile detour and after the two hour interview pointed the truck towards California and resumed our course.
Now in San Diego, we have been made welcome by old friends, Jeff and Gwen Hedgecock, armorer, medieval clothing maker and joust impresarios. There is not much Jeff cannot make, craft or fashion with great skill and here he kindly spent an afternoon guiding me through the rudiments of knife making.



From our comfortable base in Ramona we are visiting friends, our house and tenant, the marina from which we departed with Mandy more than two years ago and running errands and collecting some junk from our storage shed that we may use now that a land life is imminent.
Oh, yes the job! We start January 7th as innkeepers here: