Crappy weather be damned!
Alex and I went up to one of my childhood haunts: the Tilden steam trains! I don't think Alex had been up there before. The weather continued to be very unCalifornian, but we are tough dudes, so we went anyway. The first bad sign was the light drizzle accumulating on our windshield. The second bad sign was the fact that on a Saturday we were one of three families up there. Anyway, Alex and I thought that the view would be better from one of the uncovered cars, which in retrospect was maybe not the best idea. Soon the rain began in earnest and then the hail started. Happily, it was not golf ball sized hail, but little mini hail balls. Regardless, alex was not very happy
