SAN FRANCISCO, HERE WE COME

We left the Albion River Inn and the foghorn behind shortly after breakfast, and turned onto Highway 128 into Anderson Valley. Our first stop (circa 10:15 am) was at Handley Vineyards where we promptly toasted to putting the dark times behind us! It is interesting to taste wine so early in the day. But we did visit 2 lovely vineyards and picked out a winning bottle of wine for the correct answer to our Tsunami question, provided by John Haddad (who’s also the best cat sitter ever!). The Navarro winery (picture to the right) was probably our favorite. Although, we know we’ve got many more to come when we hit Sonoma for a few days starting this coming Thursday evening.

We continued down the road to San Francisco, and filmed our crossing of the Golden Gate Bridge into the “City by the Bay”—click on the link to see us crossing the bridge. We ended up a nice Westin, where we’ll probably spend 2 nights, and promptly fell into bed to recover from the lack of sleep last night, due to the foghorn incident (I know, I know, time to let it go).

After a nice nap and much needed workout to knock out some of the cob webs, we headed out for Pacifica, California (where our friends Debi and Mike--who we will be spending Wednesday through Sunday with in Oakland and Healdsburg—regularly head to catch some waves) for some dinner at La Playa Taqueria. Unfortunately, we arrived at Pacifica to find that our restaurant of choice was CLOSED on Mondays! We’re starting to get concerned about all dinner plans from here to the end of our trip (reference our last posting about the Albion Inn). J All that said, we found a restaurant in Pacifica that was just fine and proceeded to have a nice meal with a lot of laughs about the previous day’s events.

Now, we’ve got nothing but tomorrow ahead of us…We’re set for a great day exploring San Francisco and dinner with Amy’s cousins Mike and Karen who live in the bay area.

P.S. Shad, got to give you a BIG thanks for the awesome California CDs you put together for us. They’re spectacular and have also served to carry us through the “dead radio zones” surrounding much of our time on the coast.