CarmeloOrchards
Crusader
How I've spent my vacation(s)
I think Mark should have the nickname "honey"
S and L -- Savings and Loan?
how about Sandfly?
IM works standardly for Immortal
as for Mark, he can get an air mattress and float down to Newport.
I used to go sailing out of Long Beach when I was on the briefing course. We used a Hobie Cat. I still love Hobie Cats. (Catamaran)
We spent a long week end in Mendocino. I've rested from the vacation.
No whales. Impressive lighthouses.
Mendocino is similar to Nantucket. Both towns are beautiful old towns filled with old beautiful houses and buildings. Both towns were built on the richness of ecological destruction. Nantucket on the killing of whales. Mendocino on the killing of redwood trees.
The dichotomy reminds me of Hawaii, which was built on the killing and swindling and slavery of the native population.
Travel tends to broaden my ability to be in places where atrocities took place. These places all have, at one time or another, triggered my key ins of the facts of man's inhumanity to man or nature. I tend to feel the pain of the area until I can fully have it. This is a real drag, but it is the way I'm wired.
While I was wandering around Mendocino, my dog made friends with a bunch of dogs on the beach. I made friends with some teen agers smoking a doobie on the city sidewalk. Unlike our former President, Bill, I inhaled. It was like San Francisco in the 60s. It felt really good on so many levels.
The hotel we hung out at, MacCallum House had good eats. They made an Eggs Benedict with spinach, poached eggs, sourdough french bread, and Meyer lemon Hollandaise sauce. Oh, was it ever good. We went to the Clam Chowder Festival. There were ten different chowders, each distinctive and delicious. One was a vegan faux clam (made from mushrooms) that was particularly good. A couple of years ago, I got hooked on Frey Vineyards' all organic wines. At their tasting they had a wine that reminded me of the wine I had drunk as a child --- Wine made by a farmer, drank with the farmer and other friends under a water tower (sharing the cool shade on a hot day) is just one of those indelible memories I have from growing up in the country. Even as I was doing it, as a child, I felt like the experience was straight out of Steinbeck.
My family had hosted Steinbeck and R.L Stevenson at one time or another. My grandmother had made Stevenson sleep in the barn because he had consumption (TB). Steinbeck had walked miles to get to our house. He had been stinky smelly with sweat. That was what my aunt remembered. I guess we're not too big on world famous authors.
so much for my ramblings, la la la la
I think Mark should have the nickname "honey"
S and L -- Savings and Loan?
how about Sandfly?
IM works standardly for Immortal
as for Mark, he can get an air mattress and float down to Newport.
I used to go sailing out of Long Beach when I was on the briefing course. We used a Hobie Cat. I still love Hobie Cats. (Catamaran)
We spent a long week end in Mendocino. I've rested from the vacation.
No whales. Impressive lighthouses.
Mendocino is similar to Nantucket. Both towns are beautiful old towns filled with old beautiful houses and buildings. Both towns were built on the richness of ecological destruction. Nantucket on the killing of whales. Mendocino on the killing of redwood trees.
The dichotomy reminds me of Hawaii, which was built on the killing and swindling and slavery of the native population.
Travel tends to broaden my ability to be in places where atrocities took place. These places all have, at one time or another, triggered my key ins of the facts of man's inhumanity to man or nature. I tend to feel the pain of the area until I can fully have it. This is a real drag, but it is the way I'm wired.
While I was wandering around Mendocino, my dog made friends with a bunch of dogs on the beach. I made friends with some teen agers smoking a doobie on the city sidewalk. Unlike our former President, Bill, I inhaled. It was like San Francisco in the 60s. It felt really good on so many levels.
The hotel we hung out at, MacCallum House had good eats. They made an Eggs Benedict with spinach, poached eggs, sourdough french bread, and Meyer lemon Hollandaise sauce. Oh, was it ever good. We went to the Clam Chowder Festival. There were ten different chowders, each distinctive and delicious. One was a vegan faux clam (made from mushrooms) that was particularly good. A couple of years ago, I got hooked on Frey Vineyards' all organic wines. At their tasting they had a wine that reminded me of the wine I had drunk as a child --- Wine made by a farmer, drank with the farmer and other friends under a water tower (sharing the cool shade on a hot day) is just one of those indelible memories I have from growing up in the country. Even as I was doing it, as a child, I felt like the experience was straight out of Steinbeck.
My family had hosted Steinbeck and R.L Stevenson at one time or another. My grandmother had made Stevenson sleep in the barn because he had consumption (TB). Steinbeck had walked miles to get to our house. He had been stinky smelly with sweat. That was what my aunt remembered. I guess we're not too big on world famous authors.
so much for my ramblings, la la la la
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