These posts are my daily reports of our trip: the things we saw, the places we went, and the people we met as we drove approximately 1,500 miles in the course of six days, and had an adventure. I tried to write down my impressions each night before bed, or over my first cup of coffee in the morning. I wanted the memories to be fresh, undiluted by another day or days of travel and experiences. I can only hope you enjoy reading them a fraction as much as I enjoyed living them. (For anyone who hasn't seen the previous posts, here are links to Day One, Day Two/Part One, Day Two/Part Two, Day Three, and Day Four.)
|One of the squirrels who entertained us with their antics.|
Slow start today. Since we decided to stay another night, we're just hanging around and kind of refilling our batteries, though we will head out soon for a leisurely trip to Petaluma (about 100 miles) for an early dinner with Steve Hockensmith, the author of the spectacular Holmes on the Range mystery series, as well as much other Good Stuff. Actually we have to leave soon, or we are going to dissolve into a puddle of relaxation and become completely inert, which would not bode well for dinner!
|Weather like this made it a perfect getaway!|
Breakfast this morning was an excellent baked egg dish, preceded by a cup of fresh fruit - cantaloupe, honeydew, and blueberries - and followed by fresh strawberry sorbet. The egg dish was a mixture of eggs, cheese, ham, and potatoes, baked in an individual souffle dish, light and fluffy in the middle, seasoned to perfection, with a golden crust on the outside. Very delicious. And fortunately for me, Steve doesn't care for strawberries, so I got double dessert. Heaven! The food here at Featherbed Railroad is worth the trip all by itself. (I think I'm starting to sound like a shill, but this place has been amazing! I can heartily recommend it to anyone looking for a place to relax and recharge.)
|Our caboose. |
With sunshine like this every day it was hard to leave!
|Beautiful and peaceful. How could you not relax in this place?|
|From the Cucina Paradiso Website.|
It really is this lovely, and the food is amazing!
We started with a Caprese appetizer that was superb, and excellent baguettes with a seasoned olive oil for dipping, then the Steves (York and Hockensmith) had Caesar salads. I skipped salad, knowing I would never be able to finish. For dinner I ordered Capellini Al Pomodoro E Basilico - one of my favorite things. Steve Y had Spaghetti Cozze E Vongole, which he declared excellent; the mussels were huge and tender, and the clams very tasty. The other Steve had Pollo Rotolato Arrosto, which he also said was excellent. (Yes, if we were really foodies we would have taken pictures. I was too busy enjoying the food, just like the breakfasts and the meal at Blue Wing Saloon. I'll go back soon and take pictures, okay?)
|Six short stories. A great|
introduction to the
Holmes on the Range series!
We passed on dessert, opting to wander a bit and look for a coffee and dessert stop after letting dinner settle a little bit. We walked a couple blocks, then backtracked and eventually ended up at Lala's, just a couple doors over from the restaurant. An old-fashioned ice cream parlor decor, stools at a granite-topped bar, and excellent coffee ice cream, as well as many other flavors and concoctions. But after our dinner (I had to leave about half the capellini because I was full), a single scoop of coffee was as much as I could handle. There was more conversation, and we probably could have talked late into the night, but Steve H had promised to be home for bedtime.
Then it was back on the road for us, and about 90 minutes later we stopped a couple miles from our B&B to fill the gas tank, wash the windows, and replenish the ice in the cooler - all in preparation for tomorrow's sprint for home. The plan is to have one last Featherbed Railroad breakfast, and then dash over to I-5 and head north. With luck we will be able to hit In-n-Out in Redding for lunch, then Eugene for dinner with friends, and a final push over the mountain and home. We figure if we get too tired we can always find a motel, but after four nights of a genuine featherbed, we aren't likely to be comfortable anywhere but our own bed.
Midnight now. Time for a quick bath, and then I need to tumble into bed. Morning will come way too soon!