My last full day in California and I thought it appropriate to reflect on my experiences.

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For most of my time at High Horse the weather has been sublime, blue skies and very warm, sometimes too warm. On the final morning it seemed as though the weather wanted to paint as many skyscapes as it possibly could with clouds rolling in shrouding the whole scene from view and then allowing glimpses into the valleys below. It was, as always, beautiful.

The three-hour drive to San Francisco was without event and I drove half way with Clive driving the worst part navigating the busy city streets. SF is a city of contrasts with new, expensive developments on every corner cheek-by-jowl with the unloved and unwashed sleeping on the streets. If SF was a country it would be the 6th richest in the world, home to the likes of Apple, Google, Twitter, Facebook, Uber and many more. How can such riches allow such deprivation? Like most societies the issue stems from a lack of mental health support and the UK is no better in this regard.

I'd heard several good reports about sculptures from <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andy_Goldsworthy?wprov=sfla1" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Andrew Goldsworthy</a> and I persuaded Clive and Tricia to come with me for a walk around the <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Presidio_of_San_Francisco?wprov=sfla1" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Presidio</a> to see his work. There were only two major works to see but we had a pleasant walk around and enjoyed the experience of being surrounded by some magnificent trees - a tree is a beautiful thing.

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