Week 5-Helen Putnam Park (P-town)

In light of last week's misadventures in Hippieville, and the every rising price of gasoline, me and Buster decided to take a week off and stay in town.  I got a call from my ex's (Buster's previous owner) brother Kailum, who was in town from San Mateo.  He wanted to hang out although to be perfectly honest I think he missed Buster more than me.  We picked up Kailum and headed off to Helen Putnam Park.

This park is pretty awesome.  I've witnessed LARPing going on there, geo-cachers, artists, photographers, hippies banging in the bushes, the usual.  On more than one occasion I've gotten high there and on this particular day Kailum just so happened to already be high as a kite, so it was a very slow, rambling hike.
Putnam has a lake, weird tree covered muddy trails, and a huge open field right in the middle of it.

"I want to see an epic battle take place right here," said Kailum.  "With like 122 soldiers....no maybe 112. 122 is just too many people to keep organized."

Since where were battles all that organized?

We kept walking.  We saw a guy laying down on the grass trying to take some artistic photograph of a tree.  The interesting part was he was taking the picture with his iPhone stuck in a tripod.  Like if you're going to go to all that trouble get a real camera.

We went back to where Kailum was staying and met the neighbors.  The property is out in West Petaluma on an acre of land.  Some guy with dreadlocks and cargo pants came shuffling out of the front door drinking a Great White.  We met his chickens, some of which he explained he was trading for a goat from the neighbors the next field over.  In the basement he apparently had some eggs in an incubator.  Right next to the clones under lights.  Gotta be a steep electric bill.  But there was something relaxing about just taking a lazy Petaluma day.  The other neighbor Rick, likes to get high (I'm noticing a theme in this post) and work outside in his yard, fixing his diving equipment and playing with the dogs.

We sat in the sun and threw tennis balls for all 5 dogs that were on the property and drank some beers.  It was a good day to stay in town.