Getting ready to load-em-up and head-em out. We decided to drive by all of our old surfing haunts and make-out spots to share with our wives. Alice, of course, had seen them all already.

Alan surrounded by pure beauty. Alice, Alan and Gail getting set to go.

And at the other end of the limo, here is Bron surrounded by pure ugly, me, Bron and Jim also getting ready to roll, especially Jim.

Jim and Gail arrive at the Felix home. Quite the limo, all stocked with beer and champagne to ease the way into our pre-party revelry. We had a great woman driver who took many of these following pictures for us.

I didn't attend any previous reunions, and after this one, I was sure I wouldn't miss any in the future; and so far haven't.

One of our first stops, the cross atop Mt. Soledad, which used to be a dirt parking lot to park and make-out in. Now it is a great formal park with the same awesome views of the bays and city.

One of our last stops before heading for the party; my old house down on Bayard Street. My how time shrinks a place, and how changes occur. The original lot has been split in two and a second house built right where we played every game a kid can make up. But the old house still looked good and it was fun to show it to Bron.