Rock City

Catavina holds many wonderful memories for me. I spent a month there one night in 2005 at Linda's Motel as I heard John having an argument with a taco he had eaten earlier in the day. Every time I get near that little town I remember that night. What I need to remember are the house size giant boulders that are scattered for miles all around the little village which is really nothing more that two hotels, a pickup backed up to the edge of the highway selling gas out of the back and maybe 20 little homes filled with families. As I mentioned the other day, we were tired and it was so good to settle in there. It was the first time we had to ride in the dark.