Lake Sonoma

I had recently gone to CA for a conference. I had stayed with my sister. And like always she pampered me with all the food stuff that I like. She even took me to some awesome places for site seeing. I had gone to this place called Lake Sonoma. As you can see the lake is located in a valley high above the sea level. The place was gushing with wind. Believe me, even very strong people found it difficult to stand still some times. The lake was so awesome that I totally gaveup. The steep slope that I am standing on, in the pic, gave an god level view of the whole lake. The blueish green water with all the dense forests around stood as an example to the fact that man hasnt raped all of the earth yet, afterall. But, as you can see in the second pic there was some minimal molestation by man afterall. There is a bridge that takes you across the lake to a mountain (not so steep) which was convenient enough to build a launching pad for small boats.
Going at 50 mph on the bridge gave me a high. It was just too cool. Such things have to experienced by everyone. This again fortified the long standing desire in me of visiting all the wonders at least once (preferably with a girl). The real nice thing about the place was that there was a nice old tower on top of one of the mountains from where u can see all of the lake. I am actually standing at the leg of the tower in the first pic. The second pic is from the top of the tower.
The other end of the bridge which leads to the launch pad for the boats took us directly to the water. This definitely was the best part of the whole trip. It was just ultimate. There was this small island kind of thing. You can actually see this island in the second pic (one small chunk near the main land, just right of the bridge). There was a path to it which was just knee deep across. I walked over to it to see how the bridge looked form there. The lake looked even better from the island. Boats all around me were speeding away and there were people on water scooters here and there. I envied their cool machines. Sis contemplated a lot before she decided it was worth getting wet to get across the water and reach the island. She loved it afterall. Anybody will like it. The place was just too good.
And yeah, I dont keep my albums public. Leave a comment and I will send the pics link. :)

I quit.

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Courtesy: Renton - Trainspotting.