Old Coast Hotel Fort Bragg

... What?!?! Right.. we're in California.. Movie set. So for about 30 minutes we drove behind a a gorilla in a car before we finally were allowed to pass. <br><br>Thirty minutes after that we got stopped when 3 rescue helicopters flew into my favorite coastal spot and STOP... we're going NOWHERE for about 40 minutes while a pile of abulances, the afore mentioned helicoptors, and about 18 polices cars came to rescue the absolutely devistated baby blue ...

... And they were all going south &#8211; I guess so they could be on the right side for the sea views &#8211; or maybe they were chasing the sun &#8211; who knows.<br><br>By the time I made it to Fort Bragg I was all healed of my sea deprivation with a healthy lungful of salty goodness. My only other challenge was at the supermarket &#8211; no, I was not arrested for self bagging again (don&#8217;t go there &#8211; perverts!) I was ...

... all over town, sitting on the beach and poring over maps.<br>Lovely time. Lovely sunny day in the high 60s. There are charming shops and a super, raw foods cafe I ate lunch at Living Light Cuisine. Sadly the library was closed, in fact due to budget constraints it only opens 4 days a week now. <br>I feel ready to take on the mountains again.

Sometimes you just slow yourself down and it's a good thing. I had been very efficient in getting all my gear packed on the bike and was looking forward to the redwood highway when a couple started chatting in the Hiouchi Motel parking lot about this and that. <br>When we wrapped things up and I headed out onto rte 199 south I did not get more than 4 miles or so when I saw a woman out on the road ...

... of stop and go for 20 miles. As we got closer to the Golden Gate bridge so did the fog as we crossed the bridge it was barely visible due to the heavy fog just our luck! We then attempted to go in the view point on the north side of the bridge only to find it filled with people just like us and no parking was available so we continued on our journey to Ft Bragg. In our planning we thought it would be great to travel up the ...

After three weeks on the road, I'm finally taking some time to<br>figure out Travelpod. It's really a pretty simple site if you start out<br>right and update each day. I've added several locations from the period<br>7/18 through 7/22 in order to update the map so that it's not a<br>straight bee-line from Astoria, OR to Venice, CA. There are ...

... blow hole.<br><br>We drove north of Fort Bragg looking for a winery that the Glendeven Innkeeper had recommended. It was farther away than we thought, but we finally found it a few minutes after we started talking about turning around and going back. The view from the winery right on the coast was beautiful. The man working at the winery was less than friendly ...

... trip. The sign said 28 miles of curvy roads if I remember correctly. Maria struggled a bit with motion sickness and she was definitely glad when this portion of highway was over but it was probably my favorite part of the drive. The Redwoods were so tall and the forest was very dense. We would go from shadow to light and at times it felt like we were driving into darkness. The Redwoods almost run all the way to ...

... and her genuine concern for her horses' well-being makes this a safe and enjoyable trip for both horse and rider. At the beginning of the ride, participants are matched with horses according to their skill and comfort level and take a preliminary ride in the arena to ensure that the matches are sound. They are then divided into groups based on skill level, usually twelve to a group, and assigned ...

... s laughter and talk rose from the trailer court. Somewhere a power saw ripped through lumber, and automobile tires slapped against the joints in the bridge pavement. Invisible birds sang, loud and clear. I lingered to watch and listen, waiting for the fog to lift. After a bit, only the hill tops were hidden in the gray, then the sun began to burn through. I became sleepy again and returned to my sleeping bag. By eight o'clock the night chill was leaving. I felt ...