No co-eds but I came across some odd chips - a few made of Bakelite and scheduled for meltdown into bracelets and earrings by a mad jeweler there. It wasn't cheap rescuing a few!

There was snow on the hillside of Mount Wilson on my way in, and by the time I came out, the sky was turning that dadrk blue-black color of an impending hailstorm which I learned hit to the east of Pasadena. Cat Trac Truck and I just got the rain on my way home. But a ride with some old chips and tokens is a happy one! (Well a ride with co-eds might be happier, but -- nevermind.)