First Annual ArtKar WestFest 1997

On the way to WestFest, I had lots of time to reflect on the scary sight in front of me from LA to SF: The Grape.
But an even scarier sight awaited me on the return trip: Daniel Paul leading the way.

Daniel, God love him, is much better with destinations than navigation.

It took us a good 3 hours to get out of SF and onto I-5.
One benefit of the impromptu detours: a nice shot of Sousès ("Not Sowse! Soo-say! Accent grave over the e!" as Uncle Claude used to say.)

(This sign, though, has an acute accent.)

Nevertheless, in the interest of time & velocity, I had to put Daniel in Whip It!'s rear view mirror.