Well, today started very, very early. Ask me sometime and I'll tell you about our stay in Paso Robles. Yesterday I forgot to mention filling up with gas in Paso Robles. Bad news $4.99 gallon. Good news we drove 611.8 miles on the first tank. Now to day 3.
We drove off shrouded in fog. Not enough to cause trouble driving, but enough to keep the wipers working. After liberatng a mocha from the freindly barista we headed North on highway 101. This is wine country, but what is visable is grapes. Vinyards stretch for miles and miles in all directions. Some are will tended, pruned and weed free. Others not so much. I'll take my wine from the first group.
Down the highway we passed Camp Roberts. Currently an Army reserve base, it was an Army training center during WW II. It was there that Barb's dad met Red Skelton, while they were being introduced to life "Army Style."
Further on vinyards gave way to conventional farming. Various shades of green spread out from both sides of the highway. Of the many crops, we think we were able to identify one. It was cabbage, maybe.
Those darn pump jacks showed up again, while every once in awhile a wind turbine or two appeared.
We did notice today quite a difference between the way some people live. In the vinyards and wineries, we saw mostly large beautiful homes, while in the farmland there were mostly small modest homes. I suppose that's like comparing a $30.00 bottle of Pinot and a $1.29 head of Bibb lettuce.
GPS said we would arrive for our overnight in Rohnert before noon, which is way too early. So, leaving the Lady in the Dash behind, we took Interstate 280 North and then West on State Route 92 to Half Moon Bay. Heading North on State Route 1, we were back in the fog again, but not enough to keep the Pacific Ocean from view.
Back on Interstate 280 and then State Route 1, we were slowed by stop and go traffic in San Francisco, before crossing the Golden Gate Bridge. From there it was pretty much an easy drive into Rohnert Park. We were able to check in early and then had lunch at Sourdough & Company.
There was a question as to where to eat dinner tonight. Choices were the restaurant here at the hotel or XX. Hotel had a big advantage because we didn't have to drive and they had fish and chips. The XX had a big advantage because they had fish and chips and a bunch of other great choices, like oysters. Unfortunently the hotel won out. Barb had Caesar salad with chicken, while I had the fish and chips. My meal was horrible. The batter was a very dark brown and thick. Had to cut it with a knife. Barb's was ok, except the chicken was in big chunks instead of slices. When the watress asked how everything was, I told it was the worst fish and chips I had ever had. The fish should have a light coating of batter rather than armor. She apparently conferred with someone above her pay grade and our meal was no charge. I did leave her a good tip.
Good day for driving, only 277.8 miles. Tomorrow we are off to Eureka, California.
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