Oh boy, where have I moved to.  Early June and it’s 105 degrees already?  Whew.  Time to pay for that extra-mild winter everybody kept talking about I guess.  At least it’s a dry heat.  (One-oh-five is HOT, I don’t care how dry it is.)  We didn’t hunker down in the a/c ALL weekend, though.  Just most of it.  Friday, as it happens, that was exactly the case.  I couldn’t even bear the back patio, so I just sat in front of the TV.  Predictably, that led to falling asleep about 7:30.  Big Friday at the Kenagy’s.

Saturday we headed to Folsom Lake to try the beach again.  Since our trip a few weeks ago, we’d refined our plan of attack a bit.  We picked up a cheapy ez-up to give us a little shade, drove a bit farther to a spot that was less crowded, and found a location where you could drive right down to the beach.  Granted, there weren’t a lot of other passenger cars there, mostly four-wheel-drive trucks and Jeeps, but the ol’ Honda did just fine.  We took Teagan with us this time too, having determined that, on the whole, the lake is pretty dog-friendly.  For once, our plans went relatively flawlessly.  Teagan got so tired I thought I was going to have to lift her in the car to go home, which was one of the primary reasons for going in the first place.  We were shaded and comfy under our tent, and most importantly I didn’t sink the car in the sand.  All good things.  We were there three hours or so, then headed home and fired up the grill.  Tri-tip was the flavor of the evening, and it came out well if I say so my darn self.  Might have gotten it a bit too smokey…  Jury’s still out on that one.

Sunday we actually got in a bit of physical activity, which is an increasing rarity.  We loaded up the bicycles and headed to Folsom, where we got on the American River Trail (a.k.a. Jedediah Smith Memorial Trail) for a ride.  It’s a very nice resource, we plan on getting back there soon.  The cycling was nice and easy, and relatively flat considering the surrounding areas.  We kept the distance down to ten miles since 1) neither of us have ridden all year, and 2) it was 100+ degrees out.  I must admit, the kayaks down in the water looked like they’d chosen the better recreation for the day, but we enjoyed ourselves all the same.  After that we headed home and cleaned up, then went BACK to Folsom (whew, that’s a lot of driving,) to see a show at the Harris Center.  The Hit Men were on stage, and they weren’t terrible.  The guitarist and drummer were actually very good, I just despise that type of music so it made it a bit harder to enjoy.  Let’s just say it looks like it will be more difficult to find an enjoyable show since we made the move to the ‘burbs.  What can ya’ do.