Image via Clunk Bucket
Monday, driving between Fairfax and Olema, I had the great-good fortune to encounter a chain of super rad vintage GMC mobile homes winding their way down from the coast, wrapping up a long weekend of what I wishfully believed to be some rad vintage GMC mobile home rally action. I was right, and I want in.
It’s always such a pleasure to come across vestiges of proper West Marin style alive and well, even the ass holery I came across in Point Reyes Station:
You can’t really make out those last lines on that pic, which is the best part. They read: “paid for by the trustafarians and non-occupiers of second and third homes on select mesas, in select valleys”. Grumpy and true-ish, and really, just another entertainment volleyed from one passive income joker to another. Posted on the recycling bin in the picnic area.