Walking Papers

Saturday, June 02, 2007

The vampire

Mike and I headed out of Folsom around 10:00 and drove up to Auburn via Folsom-Auburn Road. It's amazing how this area has changed and how many killer houses are up here. It's obvious the technology money has seeped far from the Bay Area.

We stopped at a trailhead off of Foresthill road in Auburn and unloaded our mountain bikes. My bike was brand spankin' new and needed to be broken in. This was just the place. The 15 mile ride wasn't too bad, and afterwards we made the rest of our drive up to our Alpine Meadows cabin near Tahoe City. Mike's buddy Garrett met us later in the night at the Bridgetender Tavern. Garret, how was your Philly Cheese Steak?

The next day we decided to ride up Highway 89 to Lake Tahoe and up and over the mountain that creates Alpine Meadows ski area. Thanks to Mike's good instincts, the singletrack trail dumped us out just a few hundred yards from the cabin.



















Immediately we jumped in the car and headed over to Sunnyside, a favorite watering hole of mine right on Lake Tahoe. Sunnyside is a sister restaurant to Duke's Canoe Club and Kimo's in Hawaii, so we opted for a round of Duke's famous Mai Tai's. Then another. Then another. Pretty soon we were feeling pretty good outside at our sunny table facing the lake. Just about then an 8-year old girl walked by holding something in her hands. That's when Mike blurted out, "Oh, look at the vampire" and smiled at the girl. I wasn't really sure what he meant and I didn't bother to ask.

We continued drinking. About 30 minutes later Mike admitted his faux pas. Mike thought the girl was wearing some sort of Halloween type fake fangs, but realized the girl was missing her two front teeth, as often happens with 8-year olds when the loose their baby teeth. The missing teeth enhanced her side teeth, giving her the look of having fangs. Apparently the girl didn't appreciate the comment much.

Just about the time we were ordering our fourth round of Mai Tai's, a smoking hot woman approached our table. I was thinking this was our lucky day.

The woman stopped at our table, gave us a quick look over and said, "You know, I'd appreciate it if you guys wouldn't call my daughter a vampire."

We were stunned. Speechless. I looked at Garrett. Garrett looked at Mike. I can't recall who said what, but we couldn't create much of a comeback. Mike willingly apologized, saying that he thought the girl was wearing some toy fangs and he was trying to humor her. Her mother accepted the apology, but also mentioned that all the kids at her daughter's school also call her the "the vampire."

Aren't kids ruthless?

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