Up early in the morning, a fiber bar and mango juice wake up. The pack up chores and truck clean out accomplished while listening to the awakenings of mother nature.
And it's time to head on down the road. A road that makes want wish
they were in a Jag roadster instead of a pickup. But a fun drive none
the less.
Up too early to catch breaky in the mountains so i head on down to the flatland's for a MickyD coffee, egg white delight, and some wifi time to check mail and download. Then it's off to the Napa Valley, Sonoma and the B&B in Calistoga, Ca.. Since check in is not until 5pm, it's a wandering journey around the wineries, gardens and streets of the beautiful people.
Chefs of Napa Gardens
And of course a visit to the Geyser
he's waiting for his carrot treat, and the opportunity to reject a $2.00 apple from the feed the animal stand
The famous mud, will it work magic on my bod?
The wait is over and it's time to head to the B&B for check in, a much needed shower, a picnic supper of canned fish and fresh fruit from my cooler stock, and a good book. No TV no Internet, Life is good.
View from my picnic table.
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
70Daze July 14th continue
Fires continue to affect my journey, but at last i have reached Death Valley. It is hot 112 but no worse than the Iraqi days of old. And the scenery is awesome in a strange way.
The fire has destroyed the good camping area, and the other one is bleak. Consisting of slots cut in scrub brush. No facilities except two porta johns. With many warning signs of rattlesnakes and wildlife dangers. Since i am alone and the campground is deserted, i opt to move on. to Yosemite. Perhaps it would have been smarter to stop in one of the KOA campgrounds i forge ahead, enjoying the ride and the passing scenery of small towns falling apart as so many residents have moved to the big cities. Leaving the bones of yesterday to return to dust.
Yosemite and all it's beauty arise ahead of me and dispite the odor of fire and smoke. It is such an awesome drive. I find that my camping spot has gone to someone else due to my late arrival, and I'm told to keep checking as i go up the mountain. But i am too late so when i get close tothe top, i opt for a night in the truck cab. Parked in a byway, next to a trash container with a beware of bears sign and a picnic table on a rock shelf. Good for a late night snack and a lesson about getting doors open from the back seat at 2am.
The fire has destroyed the good camping area, and the other one is bleak. Consisting of slots cut in scrub brush. No facilities except two porta johns. With many warning signs of rattlesnakes and wildlife dangers. Since i am alone and the campground is deserted, i opt to move on. to Yosemite. Perhaps it would have been smarter to stop in one of the KOA campgrounds i forge ahead, enjoying the ride and the passing scenery of small towns falling apart as so many residents have moved to the big cities. Leaving the bones of yesterday to return to dust.
Yosemite and all it's beauty arise ahead of me and dispite the odor of fire and smoke. It is such an awesome drive. I find that my camping spot has gone to someone else due to my late arrival, and I'm told to keep checking as i go up the mountain. But i am too late so when i get close tothe top, i opt for a night in the truck cab. Parked in a byway, next to a trash container with a beware of bears sign and a picnic table on a rock shelf. Good for a late night snack and a lesson about getting doors open from the back seat at 2am.
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