The rest of this travesty:
Monday. A day off. We didn't really go anywhere, so I have very few pictures. And most of those few were of Christina's cats. And since dogs and cats are people too, you can look for them in The Cast.
Just an interesting-looking house. Actually, the most interesting-looking house in the town was this cool dome place. I tried for days to remember to get a picture of it, but I was always late getting my camera out. I did finally get a shot of it, but not on Day 3, so you'll just have to look at more days until you come to it. Or not. I don't care.
The Butte mountain range has the dubious distinction of being the smallest mountain range in the country. The upshot of this is that, despite the fact that they're very close to Yuba City (less than 20 miles, I think), it's very easy to frame the entire range in one shot. You'll find that attempting to do so is a recurring theme in my pictures.
Another shot of the Buttes (didn't I say?), this time with some sort of machinery to the foreground. Well, the middle ground...the foreground is the unfortunately placed railing of the bridge we were crossing.
I wasn't lying; we really didn't do much on Day 3. Coming soon: Day 4 - Grass Valley.