Black Bart

My summer semester of school has started which means I am back to blogging as the only way I get anything done is if I have something else I am supposed to be doing.

Last Saturday B and I went to Sutter Creek's Black Bart Hold Up Days - "celebrating a 125 year legacy". Why in the world a town feels the need to celebrate someone who robbed stagecoaches in the late 18oo's ( 28 robberies the brochure proudly claims before serving time in San Quentin) is beyond me. Or I guess the better question is why in the world would I take my son to a place that was going to have shootouts in the streets all day and reenactments of the stagecoach robberies. My answer to that would be he likes weapons and I like History so there you go.

Sutter Creek Goldmine had a booth set up for people to pan for real gold flakes. B took a turn and everyone gathered around in disbelief at the size and amount of gold he found. His gold was placed in a vile of water and handed to him with the remarks that he could take his mom out to a really nice lunch. B proudly carried his vial of water and gold in his pocket for the rest of the day, taking it out many times to admire in. When we got home I sat down at my computer as B ran to the bathroom. He emerged a few minutes later proudly showing me that he had refilled his vile with fresh water. I asked in a panic where the gold was and he shrugged and said he dumped it down the drain! Turns out it wasn't the gold he was enamored with but the vile, which for the next two days became his "energy" against bad guys and went with him everywhere including the pool, the bath, and to bed.