Here we are back in Palm Springs and I am so sorry to our regular readers for being so tardy in not posting regularly. No reason apart from Guernville was difficult to get a clear wireless connection and even San Francisco wasn't that easy using my Kindle Fire. Problems with connecting to the SM something or other ....
However, here we are, back safe and sound and will try to give you a potted history of our trip without being too boring. First of all, a big thank you for Dennis, AJ and Patrick for looking after the place while we were away for 11 nights.
We set off on Thursday, July 19th and arrived back July 30th. First stop .... Harris Ranch, Coalinga, CA for the first night. The best steak I ever had not to mention the Oysters Rockerfeller. Cost a fortune but hey, we're on vacation!!!! Opening the balconey doors first thing in the morning and taking in the aroma of the countryside and cowsh!! was a joy. AAhhhhh I love the smell of the country.
Set off heading for Guernville Friday morning 8.30ish..... through the vineyards of wine country and those who have been there know how beautiful it is. Sorry, no photos, I'm not the greatest picture taker. I'm getting in front of myself forgetting the interminable miles of nothing and our greatest pastime of counting tomato trucks!
Mapquest had us all over the map! Heading north circumventing San Francisco, went through Stockton stopping off at the local Target because Stuart forgot to pack his jeans .... missed a really important turning and hours later found ourselves in Napa for lunch! Not a bad place to find ourselves in for lunch. It could've been worse ..... Stockton heaven forfend!!! On and on we went giving our full confidence to Mapquest. It would have been a lot easier if we had bothered to consult a MAP before we left. We eventually arrived in Guernville around 4pm after a unexpected side bar to Santa Rosa where we followed the Guernville Road which one would assume leads to Guernville? WRONG. Anyhow, we needed to fill up the tank and take a pee.
Up the hill to the hotel and believe me it isn't called The Highlands for nothing! Three times a day up and down that hill will give anyone thighs, buttocks and breath coming in short pants. The only time we used the car to go into town was that first night to load up with groceries and neccesities (gin, wine, tonic), and that is when we met the unsmiling staff of the (very expensive) Safeways market. It was bedlam. One tip .. don't go to Guernville Safeways on a Friday early evening you will be eaten alive!!!!!
More to follow ..........
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