Summer in San Francisco is a joke. This year has been more promising than last; though I have learned that to have some decent I’m-melting kind of weather, one must get out of town. North or South. It doesn’t matter. Just go. I chose North this weekend to the Russian River with a cabin tucked in the woods and a huge Redwood growing from the middle of the porch. The following would complete my ideal summer getaway weekend…
French cyclist Latourneau pulling a vintage Airstream
The “flashman” axe from Best Made Co.
A set of Pendelton towels
and these essentials from Anthropologie
I could go for some good bridge jumping and classic movie nights too!
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