Getting old — or as we like to call it around here "olding" — is definitely not for the faint of heart!

It feels a bit strange that our HOA has gotten as militant as it has, given that 60 years ago this neighborhood started as a place where hippies would buy a plot of land and I either live in tents or cabins and go salmon fishing on the bay below. I guess everything has become gentrified to keep the peace with wealthy California retirees moving here.