“Are there more resident bald eagles on the island or resident gays?”
My lesbian wife, the always-sunny Mary B. of San Diego, and I are 22 miles away from mainland USA on a chunk of land known as Catalina Island.
True to lesbian cliché, we met only months ago in the GayTravel Guru finals, and now we consider ourselves wed, making this island adventure our honeymoon of sorts. We are on a tour of the vast, rugged interior with two gay residents who work for the organization that controls 88 percent of the land here, the Catalina Island Conservancy.