The Inn At Work Family Ranch
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Woke up, jump started the camper with a wrench as a hammer and a piece of wire. Now I know how to hotwire the camper without a key. or needing to be inside it.
We made it to the house in time, and met our caterer. She also overlooks the event to make sure everything goes as smoothly as possible. We now have a lot of things to get moving on.
The van starter motor worked with some percussive maintenance, and now to Atascadero. At least it's stopped raining for ...
And so, we came back to California to find a missing Elephant. As always, our journey was short on planning and cobbled together. The start is never a thing of beauty; more a matter of tucking in as many loose ends as we can find and getting started.We escaped from Australia's gravitational pull on 8 July and spent a hectic couple of weeks in London to re-acquaint ourselves with our grandchildren Erin and Conall and, of course, their parents, Mike and Sarah. Our ...
... and ended up at the ocean. We spent a day at Shell beach where Siena mastered the frisbee.
After 3 nights here we had to push on (although there was no water at this campsite we felt like we could have enjoyed the view and serenity for another couple weeks).
We continued north and found ourselves taking a break in Carmel, then made it just outside of San Fransisco were we threw in the towel and got a hotel and hot shower.
... s birthday, and we started it by hanging out in the muddy remains of an incredibly depleted lake due to the drought that California is currently going through. As you know, muddy, dirty, pond water is not really my bag so I decided to get a ride with Ben and squeezed onto a one man kayak with him. However I mentioned part way through our journey, how surprised I was that he had not yet tried to capsize us. At the mention of the word capsize however, ...
... the process of changing the menu and were out of all their seafood items…ugghhh. So we walked around until we found a taco place which seemed promising, but was also subpar, however we enjoyed sitting outside and soaking up some sun, and thankfully there was a yogurt shop nearby! We, as usual, got more yogurt than we needed, and the dogs got a doggy yogurt treat! So we had what we call yogurt belly bloat.
I had read in a pamphlet about ...