Courtyard By Marriott Santa Rosa

... of scenery and hopefully some excitment! On Wednesday Rob and I are heading up the coast with his mum and dad and spending the nightin Mendocino. Then Thursday we're meeting up with Doug and Flick to camp in the Anderson Valley then Eugene, Portland, Idaho... before heading up to Vancouver to settle down and work out our lives...<br><br>New Adventure.. starts now.

Okay - blotto is a bit of a stretch but if I hadn&#8217;t dumped some of my $40-$125 wine between the barrels I would have been.<br>Del Dotto is a winery that we visited while bike touring in the Napa Valley last week. They have two locations which offer quite different but very worthwhile experiences. Without hesitation I would highly recommend their cave tour and barrel tasting - and ...

... sad to be leaving the boys because this is pretty much the best living situation I've ever had. Ooh.. except that time I Iived in a hut on the beach in Thailaind, oooh ooh ooh and that time I lived in a little orange cottage in the Andes. Ok.. so it's 3rd. But definitely the best people.<br><br>We had a going away "blackout" party on Friday that turned out to be a success. Even though Rob passed out before 11:00 with his shoes on. A ...

... feet. The top of bald mountain is over 2700 feet which means after Helvellyn that that is the highest hill I have actually walked up. The views were great a foggy smudged in the distance was a mountain nearly 80 miles away and under the milky swirls in the opposite direction I briefly made out the tops of the golden gate bridge.<br><br>The route down was a little more interesting and despite being still near the top of the hill I was able to call my mum. Gotta ...

Finally at Rancho Wickiooooo I could relax a bit. Fortunately coffee and food was on hand and after I had negotiated the proper etiquette for preparing an English muffin I was reconstituted and ready for some wino touring. A word of warning at this point &#8211; anyone who was following Hadders' wine and walkabout earlier in the year would have seen how to write about wine &#8211; I, however, can spot a red one from a white one ...

... hikes, went to the Russian River Brewery, but mostly just took it easy. We ended up exactly at the place that I got my parking warning a few days before. The hotel was cool. It even had a ghost story that went with the place, as a little kid was murdered there a few decades ago.

Today started with a bit of a shocker on my part. I left Reno early so I could get to Napa early and have pleny of time to check out the wineries. I stopped at a petrol station to get petrol but couldnt get the bowser to work so I left and went to another petrol station. Unfortunately when I left the first station I forgot to put the fuel cap on and had wondered what made a noise when pulled out onto ...

Hi guys, Today I am at home, it's a beautiful day. I woke up around 9 today and decided to check out Val's blog. I decided that I need to make one since Jess, Ms.W, Nat and I are leaving soon. Jess and I are itching to go, we can't wait! We think the conference will benefit us throughout our ...

... his 60s. I think he told me that he was in his late 30s. Anyway, he was a 'sweet' guy (definition of sweet: not creepy, nice to chat in a relative safe public place and I know I would not go to bed with him or be in a relationship.) Note: they (the head stewardess) did finally write a report or a complaint on the two drunkards and they did soon calm down a tad. Anyway, towards the end about 3 hours before landing I did want to 'try' to go to sleep but it just ...

... five years ago. There were a few people from the Sacramento Friends Meeting there, and all were pleased to have this opportunity to have a chance to be together. We spent two nights with Robin and Mary, with a day of rest and catch up in between. On our second night they invited us to come with them to visit their son Matt and plan Scrabble. We never pass up a chance to play Scrabble so happily climbed into their car and headed out. Their son had been hit by a car when he ...