It seemed a fairly ordinary night when Perfect Pace members went to San Diego that late April evening to attend a happy hour hosted by Glen and Mike.
Drinks flowed. The shirts soon came off and trunks went on. The jacuzzi jets pulsing with energy, first two men, then three, and then another, each jockeying for position.
Actually, her name was really Glen. And, with a go-go dance on the roof of the X-Terra, he showed how to top the Sound of Music on Boney Ridge.
As twilight turned to night, the men began to filter in. The grill was lit and smoke filled the yard. Glen went inside and soon returned with his meat, red, thick and delicious.
Stopping only to purchase Adventure Passes and wake the lodge residents with David's car alarm, the group drove an hour into the Cleveland forest and the trailhead. A cold wind buffeted the fellowship as they started their trek.
Ok, since life doesn't imitate art (or porn) it was really like this...several guys were chilling in the jacuzzi and the motor broke. Which was probably a good thing because the party started to break up and everyone had to be up early...or did they?
Finally, the top and an amazing view of the Anza-Borrego stretched out below. Off in the distance the Salton Sea and even further, the snow covered peak of San Jacinto.
Back at the house, the blender started going and pitchers of margaritas flowing.
With that said, see you next spring at the second annual off-white party. [Editor's Note: anyone reading between the lines should stop downloading porn].