I like northern California for the greenery and clear skies, so I always enjoy checking out the various airports.  Unfortunately, California is also over-regulated and apparently not many airports are willing to accept the responsibilities of courtesy vehicles.  As a result, Placerville offered little more than a fuel stop.

Repositioning the Pulsar on the ramp after fueling.

Placerville airport sits alone atop a small mesa.  There are no courtesy vehicles and no obvious way into town, so this was little more than a fuel stop.

Passing Jenkinson Lake on the south over the mountains enroute to Placerville.