Authors Electric

  We pulled into the Starbucks at the bottom of the hill so that I could get some coffee. Then we started up the hill to Idyllwild, California, and she pulled the blanket over her head. I didn't have the radio on, because she prefers not to hear it, and I took it slow, and, as usual, there wasn't much traffic. The scenery is amazing, but she forbade me from saying, "Oh my god you have to see this." And you do have to see it. The landscape is slowly rising hills right up in your face, so close you can park, and hop out, and touch them. This closeness makes them look big. And they are bolder-studded, so they put me in mind of the Houses of the Holy cover. I think that's the cover they put me in mind of anyway. And, just five minutes or so in, you take one of the switchback turns, and there is the valley you just left, terrifyingly far below you already, and there is no guardrail, nope. Go ahead and drive the hell over if you've had enough, Idyllwild and the mou...