Sunday 28 October 2012

The Last Post! - 2012 BIG RIDE

After 3,750 miles (6,000 kilometers) we arrive back at Bob and Nancy's  home in Reno. Just in time, as Nancy is heading off to Europe ( mainly Italy) with a friend for a month. It's Bob's turn to walk the dogs.








 We return to be greeted by Nancy and the dogs.



The two day route we chose back from Monterey to Reno (350 miles - 560K) was very challenging. The first part took us to Oakdale - the cowboy capital of America - unfortunately there was no rodeo on the night we spent there. The route we took was incredibly twisty.

But we did not take this one!







The next day we took to the 6 lane highway - which took us over the famous Donner Pass from California back into Nevada.. When we previously crossed the Sierra Nevada's we took the Tioga Pass which is now closed for the winter - it is completely snowbound. The Donner Pass has snow too but the highway has been cleared. Lots of traffic and big trucks - ok going up over the mountain - but the trucks travel much faster downhill!









To reach California from the East, pioneer emigrants had to get their wagons over the Sierra Nevadas. A low notch in the mountains provided the first overland emigrants access through the pass.
The pass received its name from a group of California-bound emigrants. In early November 1846, the Donner Party found the route blocked by snow and was forced to spend the winter on the eastern side of the mountains. Of the 81 emigrants, only 45 survived to reach California - some of them resorted to cannibalism to survive.

There is now a memorial to the Donner Party - we stopped to have a look at it -


and Bob told me the story. 



















I have one day of R&R in Reno before I fly home.

Bob takes me to the National Automobile Museum which houses the "Harrah" (the the late casino owner) collection. The 200 cars are from the late 19th and early 20th century. If you are ever in Reno - even if you have no interest in cars - it's a must. 
Bob and an old Rolls



Even in the more traditional form of transport Bob is worried about the safety of my driving!



Thanks for sharing the journey.

Saturday 27 October 2012

The Golf at Pebble Beach

This is where we indulge ourselves - for golfers Pebble Beach is the US Mecca of Golf. A great test of golf on a stunning Coastal Peninsula  in Monterey, California. This blog will probably bore the pants off non golfers. But so be it.

It is also very expensive - but Bob got a very good deal in a package that required us to stay for 2 nights in the 5* accomodation - which included a Spa - towel robes and all that fancy stuff!

When we arrived the I went to the practice area and the Lone Piper began to play on the first tee at sunset  - which is a long time daily tradition here.





















Listen to the Piper 






The next day is our golfing day. We have lunch in the clubhouse and I ask Bob to recount his views on the freedom retired people have from schedules, appointments, deadlines etc. We purposely did not have a fixed schedule or exact route plan - we only booked one hotel in advance.





Before we play I post a text  to my golfing friends and tell them that there is a live webcam on the first tee.

One unamed Dublin friend replies " Ah F... Off  all of us left here sufferin'" Ha Ha.

I pose for the Webcam      





We have a major disappointment on the day - Bob did his back in and could only play a few holes before he decided to just ride the course in the buggy. Fair dues, he kept his good humor in spite of the setback.

We are teamed up with a very friendly father and son - Bill and Randy - they are here to enjoy themselves and in spite of the fact that we did not master the course - it mastered us!  -we had a great day. The weather was perfect - in fact October is the best time to play here as there is a cloudy mist overhead during the Summer - just like San Francisco up the road.


The houses around the course are palatial. This one below was owned by the actor Gene Hackman but he has had to sell it as part of a divorce settlement. Its on the market for $70m. - just in case you know anyone who might be interested.  The place is completely booked out and you can tell that "Rich" America" are not feeling the pinch of the recession.

Gene Hackman's House




Here's a video of us playing the course - with some celebrity gossip thrown in for the interest of non golfers.






We stand on the 18th tee beaten but not bowed!




As we come come off the 18th tee Bill gives me a verse of Danny Boy - very good.



Friday 26 October 2012

DAYS 21 AND 22 Hearst Castle, Elephant Seals and a ride along the BIG SUR

As we move up the Coast towards Monterey there are plenty of surprises - a huge colony of Elephant Seals, Antelope on the Hills, the incredible 250,000 acre estate of Randolf Hearst and  Hearst Castle and the beautiful ride up the Big Sur.

The Big Sur
 is a sparsely populated coastal route, south of the Monterey Peninsula, where the Santa Lucia mountains rise abruptly from the Pacific Ocean. The name "Big Sur" is derived from the original Spanish-language "el sur grande", meaning "the big south", or from "el país grande del sur", "the big country of the south". The road runs between the mountain and the sea - stunning views.


















Bob takes the video as I zoom along the coast.



Just before the Big Sur we come across hundreds of young elephant seals - mostly lying on the beach - apparently waiting to have sex - where did they get that idea from??





Find out more about these creatures and their habits - I spoke to the Seal Minder.





and here's a 3 minute video of the seals themselves - sleeping on the beach - not much happening!



I met this beautiful bird along the way - she was a real poser.





and the Elk on the hill on the Hearst Estate




Those photos were taken the day after we visited Hearst Castle - which the Hearst Family gave to the Government (in 1957) as part of tax settlement on the estate of the newspaper magnate William Randolf Hearst. The Castle and the interiors were designed by the architect Julia Morgan. Hearst had a huge collection of Mediterranean art, tapestries, silver, ceilings, fireplaces, urns, furniture - you just name it. An incredible collection just pasted together within the Castle by Julia Morgan. Hearst entertained at the castle -  the then celebrities of Hollywood -  where he was also a movie mogul.





I took this video during the tour which included a visit to Hearst's lavish receprion and dining rooms, the "over the top" indoor Romanesque pool and his home movie theatre.







Bob met this New Zealand Couple who had done 45,000 miles on a bike!





We make Monterey - next stop Pebble Beach Golf Club - for 2 days - can't wait.



94 Miles   - Total Mileage to Date  2,835 miles

Halloween in Cambria Village

We stayed in Cambria Village, which  is situated on the coast about half way between Los Angeles and San Francisco.

As we leave the village I took some photos of their annual scarecrow festival to coincide with Halloween  - which is a really big deal in the States. 

There are over two hundred scarecrows, made by business who create scarecrows that portray their owners or the product they deal in. 

Here are just a few samples.

The bike shop


This one actually moves! have a look





The Road Engineer




The Hotel We Stayed in
and two food stores



There really were 200 more - a great idea to attract visitors to the town.




Typical Halloween Shop scenes









Days 19 and 20 Santa Barbara and St Simeon

We drive back down South along the Pacific Coast road to Santa Barbara - a  very lively party town -

We visit the Franciscan Mission - the Franciscans came from Spain hundreds of years ago to convert the native Indians - more of that later.

We visit an old friend of Bobs - Jack Callahan.  First we walk the dogs on the beach with him in the early morning.











































Then we go for breakfast to his lovely villa on the hill with stunningly beautiful views out over the sea.
 And am I in for another surprise??






We visit the Franciscan Mission on the hills above Santa Barbara. There are manytowns and cities on the West coast ( with names all preceded by "Santa") that owe their origin to Spanish Franciscan missionaries.






Its party time in downtown Santa Barbara



But we were not invited!


We hit the road again - this time for another 2 night stopover and a break from the road. We find a lovely Cottage in a quaint hotel complex in the village of Cambria, near the Coastal Town of St. Simeon.



I relax in the pool and talk about the trip so far with Bob.



 




200 miles  - total mileage to 2,741 

Tuesday 23 October 2012

Days 17 and 18 - From Death Valley to Santa Maria via Lake Isabella

We are now on our way to see Bob's friend Jack Callahan and his wife Paulette in Santa Barbara. The trip to the coast will take just over 2 days.

I like to start a blog with an amusing encounter. After breakfast in a place near Lake Isabella we went to fill up with gas and a shot rang out - I went to explore the Goafer Busters!






Had I not twisted Bob's arm to take Rout 66 he would have showed me Sedona which has massive red-rock formations and is considered at least as beautiful as many national parks. It is the "Monte Carlo" of the US with many wealthy retirees choosing to live here.

 Soldierspass.jpg


The average age of Sedona's population of  10,000  is 50.The city's airport, high on a mesa, is situated at an elevation of more than 4,800 feet and airplanes zoom off the end of the runway.





We meet some Italians who Loved Sedona and found the amount of "homeless" people in San Francisco very hard to understand.

As we drove through Death Valley we had some great views.








We overnight in a little town called Kern,  beside Lake Isabella. The pool in the hotel is very cold!
 As we leave the next day i encounter the "Goafer Busters" shown above.

We stop beside the lake where the water levels are very low and there are no boats to be seen - there has been hardly any rain in the last few months - this has now become a crisis for what is a tourism based local economy.


Lake Isabella, California

Bob on the water crisis.



As we get closer to Bakersfield City we come across an artificial river carrying water South from Sacramento to Los Angeles


The place where we stop to talk about the aquaduct has evidence underfoot of snakes in the grass!



We arrive in Bakersfield where we go to the Applestore and I buy a cable to connect the Iphone to the Ipad - solves a storage problem for the videos. We cant find a decent hotel - so we drive another 85 miles! -  to Santa Maria - tomorrow back to the Pacific Coast and Santa Barbara!

On my way to breakfast -  at  8 AM - in the Motel, I meet this early morning banjo player.





For our mid trip reflections 

Monday 22 October 2012

Day 15 and 16 Down Route 66 to Death Valley - via the Joshua Tree Highway


After we leave Route 66 - we head for Death Valley - the driest place in the US - 200 feet below sea level in the California desert.



On the way I had an Amusing encounter in a little town called Nipton literally in the middle of nowhere. I asked a guy to tell me about the town and he said "Why don't you ask Gerry the guy who owns the town?"



Which I duly did.
















Nipton is the most solar powered area in the US and generates enough electricity by solar energy to power 90,000 homes or run 32,000 cars. They use a unique form of solar technology.

You can just see the towers in this photo.


This is a graphic from the web



 
Bob explains how it works.






Next we join the Joshua Tree Highway




















Bob explains the religeous beliefs behind the Joshua Tree ( the audio is very windy on this)




We overnight in Laughlin - a mini Las Vegas - which is just a bit up the road

We went to the Aquarius Casino and I explained my blackjack strategy to Bob - " I just decide in advance how much I am willing to loose - I just try to enjoy loosing it". He said that his technique is slightly different. He decides how much he is prepared to loose in advance and leaves after he has lost twice that amount! Who is the more honest??




We  just have a coffee and I take some shots.








Next day we set off early for Furnace Creek ,Death Valley - word leaks out that we are headin' into town lookin' for trouble and some people decide it is too risky to hang around!





We stop for lunch in Shohone an old cowboy town an appropriate place to share some wild west images.


















A Darn Coyote


an old stagecoach












General View of Death Valley - at Furnace Creek

Death Valley - 20 Mule Team Wagons - Furnace Creek, California



We stay at the Ranch in Furnace Creek - expensive but very nice

View from the entrance to Furnace Creek Ranch


Finally - a postscript - there have been many emails remarking on Bob's knowledge of places we visit - but he is not infallible -  as I found out in Nipton which he had previously thought had some Japanese (Nippon?) association.





400 miles Total Miles to Date. 2181 miles

Food for the Road

I asked Bob to describe the food we have been having. This will be updated to include places not yet visited.








 Luckily - in spite of our best efforts we have not been banned from the pool yet!




The Haute Cuisine Tour it's Not

While there may be hidden culinary hot spots in the American Southwest, we did not discover them.  Our fare was mostly guaranteed to add more to your weight and your cholesterol rather than your epicurean delight.



October 3.    Jackson, California
 Denny's
This ubiquitous chain will never win any quality awards but they do a pretty good Cheeseburger and fries, which we each had.  Nothing great but sometimes grease and calories quickly delivered to the stomach is the way to go.

October 4.    Lee Vining, California
 We were so tired and cold after crossing 10,000-foot Tioga Pass that we grabbed the first room we   could find.  I was having a breathing crisis and quickly laid down with a big dose of my medications and never left the bed until the next morning.  We later learned we had got the last available room anywhere in town.  I'm not sure what I would have done if we could not stop.  Eugene did run out to a nearby coffee and pastry place nearby for a muffin.  Both he and I could not wait to get out of this town but the scenery in Yosemite was spectacular.

October 5     Tonopah, Nevada
 El Marques
I had eaten here on one of my previous trips and thought it was pretty good.  Eugene retains so skepticism about whether Mexican food is real nourishment but has gamely tried everything that has been suggested to him.  We both had the Chili Rellenos and Beef Enchiladas.  I am not sure his evaluation was the same as mine but he finished everything.  And did so in about 1/2 the time it took me.
 
October 6.    Cedar City Utah
 Bard's Restaurant and Pub in the Crystal Inn Hotel
 Today was our longest ride so far and we were quite tired when we finally arrived in Cedar City.  We grabbed the first hotel we encountered on the road into town and resolved to not leave for any reason.  Fortunately, the restaurant and bar served a fine meal.  I have the beef tips in pastry and Eugene had the only fish we had encountered on any menu so far.

October 7     Zion National Park, Utah
Noodle and Pasta
We went way up-market on accommodations so went low for dinner.   We waited for a long time for a large meat-lovers pizza with lots of extra cheese.  After a day of hiking the canyons and losing track of each other, the pie hit the spot

October 8     Bryce Canyon, Utah
The Restaurant at The Bryce Canyon Resort
Whoever named this place had a good bit of hyperbole.  The food was more like a diner than a restaurant but the place had a homey, log cabin, western style that was comfortable.  We decided not to test their chef's skills too much.
Both had the Bacon Cheeseburgers.  I had mine with fried onion rings and Eugene with French fries.  I don't think Euge had ever seen onion rings prepared deep-fried with a thick batter coating.  He tried one of mine but I doubt he will be ordering his own anytime soon.

October 9     Escalante, Utah
Prospector Restaurant
We did not walk more than 50 feet from our rooms to the cafe.  Pretty basic cafe fare.  We ordered two rib eye steaks but the waitress came back to tell us there was only one left.  Euge did the steak, I had a burger. Neither one killed us.  The next morning, Euge walked next door to a new-age, hippie cafe.  He had his very first breakfast burrito and could not stop saying how good it was.

October 10.    Green River Utah
Ray's Bar and Cafe
Recommended as the best in town, we felt a bit sorry for the citizens of Green River but we had just finished our longest ride so far and were not prepared to be judgmental.
We both had the Rib Eye Steak and fries.  Eugene wanted "chips" with his, but the waitress soon set him straight on the proper nomenclature for Ray's cuisine.  Not remarkable but good and wholesome fare.

October 11     Green River, Utah
La Vercruzeana
I am not sure if it was the quality of the food or the fact that we were early, but we were the only two people in the place.  The booth was pretty worn and the table not quite clean but the Spanish-speaking staff managed to produce a fairly tasty meal.  Nothing memorable, but still quite satisfying.
We both had the Beef Enchilada and a Chili Relleno.  I also had a beef taco, which proved to be too much.

October 12     Moab, Utah
Jefferey's Steakhouse
We stopped at a roadside cafe for breakfast before hitting the road.  After a tough day of riding though a real downpour and a bit of hail, we were ready for a treat.  The restaurant is located in a small converted house directly across the street from our hotel.  The front desk also said it was the best steakhouse in town.
We both shared an Iceberg Lettuce Wedge Salad and followed that with two 12-ounce New York Strip Steaks and "loaded backed potatoes".  The place lived up to its reputation for being expensive but the food was great! Clearly the best we have had so far.

October 13    Blanding, Utah
Homestead Steakhouse
Euge was introduced to Huveos Rancheros, which he enjoyed.
The Homestead was the place right across from the hotel so we took advantage of the proximity.  We both felt we should not have stead again after the great meal in Moab so we checked the menu and found they also did pizza.  The prices were unusually high but the quality of the food was unusually low, so it worked out.  Shared a large meat combination.  Neither of us were sick in the night.

October 14     Tuba City, Arizona
Emilio's Mexican Restaurant
This place was recommended by the hotel's front desk as the best Mexican in town.  I suspect it was the only Mexican in town as well.  Eugene and I both agreed the fare was pretty poor but hot and quick.  Eugene had Beef Burrito and Cheese Enchilada while I had the Chimichanga with beef.  Neither of us will remember this place after tomorrow.

October 15     Williams, Arizona
Dairy Queen
Quarter pound cheeseburger, onion rings for me, fries for Eugene.  Typical American fast-food fare.  I took Euge here to introduce him to the "Blizzard".  I previously often enjoyed these while riding.  They are a whipped soft ice cream mixed with a candy you get to choose.  Euge had a medium with Snickers candy bar bits; mine was with Rollo's.  He seemed to really enjoy it until I told him they were both Blizzards were over a 1,000 calories each.

















October 16     Laughlin, Nevada
Saltgrass Steakhouse
Two New York steaks with loaded baked potatoes.  I paid for our rooms and Euge got dinner.  I think he got the worst of the bargain; mid-week room rates in Nevada cities are pretty low.  We both had salads, so I guess this counts as a health meal.

October 17     Furnace Creek, California
We had a breakfast in Laughlin and stopped in Shoshone, California after a long ride.  The "famous" Crowbar Cafe was the only food for hundreds of miles in any direction, so I had the BLT sandwich, Euge had a burger.  We were so tired that when we reached Death Valley, we had a quick swim and called it a day.  Euge did sneak out for a bag of chips from the vending machine.

October 18     Kernville, California
Pizza Barn
Within walking distance from the Pine Cone Inn Motel was as popular local pizza joint which served us a pretty good large-sized “meat lovers”.  The sign at the entrance said "Price, Service, Quality; “Pick any two".  I thought they got the mix, just about right.
Euge liked his breakfast burrito in Escalante so much that when he took a morning walk, he got a two to go from a take-out place he passed.  I tried only two bites, he finished his; but his love affair with burritos suffered a large setback.

October 19     Santa Maria, California
Shaw's Steakhouse
The traffic on CA 186 was heavy and quite intimidating so we were really pleased to get off the road and into a motel.  It was pretty chilly but we both jumped in the pool for a minute.  The motel manager said Santa Maria was known for tri-tips and steaks.  I wondered why, but we never did find out. Regardless, we went with the manager's recommendation and had our standard health meal, two 12 oz New York strips with loaded baked potatoes.  This time we passed on the salads

October 20     Santa Barbara, California
Blush Restaurant and Lounge
After a quick tour of the old Spanish Mission and a quick ride along the tourist laden drive around the harbor and famous pier, we rode up the main downtown drag; State Street.  This is the center of SB nightlife and is lined with trendy shops, restaurants and bars.  Early on this Saturday night the place was packed with sidewalks full of a menagerie of locals and tourists doing their best to notice and be noticed.  The traffic was brutal and we parked the bikes for a short walk, mixing with the throngs.  Eugene wanted to stop at the place that barred some customers via a sign out front that boldly proclaimed, “No Wankers!’’ in large type.  I suggested instead the indoor/outdoor place opposite.  Blush Restaurant and Lounge turned out to be the only place we ate during the trip with its own website. http://blushsb.com/home/ While the portions were sized for a six-year-old’s appetite, we had perhaps the best meal of the trip.  Eugene had the scallops and I the crab cakes.  Both were outstanding and with his Caesar and my Heirloom Tomato Salad with watermelon and mint, we went back to our hotel well satiated. 

October 21     Cambria, California
Cambria Pines Lodge
Jack Callahan and his wife Paulette invited us to their spectacular home perched on top of a high cliff, which runs along the Pacific beaches.  We enjoyed the views and the outstanding breakfast sandwiches with scrambled eggs and either thick ham or sausage, which Paulette served with absolutely fabulous fresh croissants.  She is a gourmet cook and the quality of the food showed.  We hit the road again, stuffed and happy thanks to their kind hospitality.
Arriving in the San Simeon area, we fell on the Cambria Pines Lodge completely by accident but it turned out to be a happy one.  The gorgeous late-afternoon weather let us enjoy a couple hours in the pool and hot tub where I noticed the unusual sign that appealed to us not to use the pool if we had “active” diarrhea.  Shaking off that unfortunate image, we went to the hotel’s quite-nice restaurant where we showed some culinary imagination by both ordering large steaks with fully loaded baked potatoes.

October 21     Cambria, California
The Sow’s Ear
We awoke to a downpour and rode through a driving rain to the Hearst Castle State Park about 15 miles further up Highway 1.  We arrived quite soaked but quickly joined a group for a tour of the Newspaper magnate’s Xanadu-like home which he built in the 1920’s to display his immense and eclectic collection of largely European statuary, tapestries, architectural pieces, paintings, furniture and literally thousands of other items dating mostly from the medieval and renaissance periods.  The castle is built on a high hill a few miles from the Pacific Coast and is designed to take advantage of the spectacular views.  It is now reached by buses crawling along the steep path of the original twisting trail rising up the hillside from the sea.  Our view was of the dense fog and swirling clouds through bus windows frosted by a patina of condensed breath.  Nevertheless we both enjoyed the subsequent indoors tour of the main house.
The weather broke and sun returned late in the afternoon after we had ridden back through the downpour to the hotel.  We had decided to take a quick walking tour of the Village of Cambria.  We passed a restaurant named the Sow’s Ear that had a sign advertising their special dish of the evening, Cioppino.  That ended any further thought of eateries and Euge and I enjoyed a well-prepared offering of this seafood soup/stew that is a specialty of this area of California.

October 22     Pebble Beach, California
Sticks, The Inn at Spanish Bay
The day broke sunny and bright.  We got the best of luck for our ride up the famous Highway 1, which runs from Morro Bay, north to Big Sur along California’s spectacularly scenic central coast.  Simply a fabulous day, and one of the best reasons for people to own motorcycles.  I stupidly let my bike drop while sitting and waiting for Euge to get some pictures of Cambria.  There were a couple of utility workers right across the street and we quickly got the machine back upright but not before I had pulled most of the muscles in my back attempting to keep it from tipping over.  Fortunately the injury did not diminish my enjoyment of a great day.  Once we got checked into the Inn, I immediately began soaking in a very hot bath.  We were late getting around to eating so we had to go to the grill at the golf club and eat in the bar.  Both of us decided to finish the day with a satisfying Cheeseburger with fries.

October 23     Pebble Beach, California
The Gallery Café & Sticks
I gimped around in the morning, hoping that the back would allow me to at least hit the ball around the main Pebble Beach course.  We arrived early for our tee time and grabbed a quick bite before we started.  The Gallery Café is one level up and overlooks the large putting green just behind the 1st Tee at Pebble Beach golf links.  The ambiance is comfortable and for just over $75 you can have two very nice plates of “Fish & Chips”.  As it turned out I simply could not swing a club but we had a good day with Euge really getting into his round; an eagle putt on number 2 which turned into a nice birdie, and we both enjoying the perfect weather and the spectacular views in every direction. 
At the hotel, I went back to the bath and Euge to the Spa.  When we finally got a bit hungry, I suggested the closest place to our room since I was still hobbling.  We went back to Sticks at the golf club.  I remember our discussing if we should have another burger or not.  We decided to have something else instead.  We were wrong.  Even the next morning I could not tell you what we ordered.

October 24     Oakdale, California
Sticks & Javi’s Oakdale Mexican Restaurant
The first thing in the morning, I called the pro-shop at Spyglass Hill to cancel our tee times.  I had hoped that a night’s sleep would see my back better but no luck.  Even though the resort has some kind of two-year advance notice requirement for cancellations without fee, or something similar, they finally let us off the hook due to injury.  After we checked out, Euge thought we should take a final hot tub before getting back on the road, so we headed to the Spa.  I only stayed a short while but he wanted to remain a bit longer so we agreed to meet at the golf club restaurant once again.  Just before 11:30 I ordered breakfast since the menu said that they stopped serving at that time.  Euge walked in about 10 minutes later and attempted to also order breakfast.  He was told no but he suggested that the cook might be OK with an omelet.  Our waiter checked but advised him that breakfast was simply not possible.  I thought about the Jack Nicholson scene in Five Easy Pieces http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TvXVP5lSF1s  but figured they had probably heard it before.  Sometimes the more upscale the place, the less flexible they are with guests, particularly of guests who are obviously members of the proletariat.  Euge did the only reasonable thing and ordered a breakfast Cheeseburger with fries instead. 
I was not very surprised at the server’s attitude.  I had already been let known by the head Bellman’s demeanor, attitude and body language that he felt I was just not well enough dressed to be talking to someone holding such a high office as his.  Don’t get me wrong, the Monterey Peninsula is a wonderfully beautiful and special place, the golf courses are first rate and all of the resort’s facilities top drawer.  However the staff and many of the guests have an attitude of superiority and entitlement that I find odious.  I confess, in the past, I have had that same attitude myself.  I am thankful to have mostly left it behind.  I suspect that this trip was my last visit to Pebble Beach at least in this lifetime but even if my health were better I think I would probably not return.  Being relieved of pretense is just one of the gifts that come with truly letting go of trying to impress anyone, including ourselves.
After Eugene finished is breakfast burger, we got on the road and made very good time.  His confidence had been wonderfully strengthened and he could regularly cruise at 70 or 75 mph, 110-130 kph.  We found a Best Western Hotel in a small town of Oakdale, California shortly before dusk.  We walked to the recommended “Fine Mexican Dining” restaurant right behind the hotel, Javi’s Oakdale Mexican.  Eugene had not stopped talking about how good the scallops he had at Blush had been, so he ordered some type of dish that I did not recognize that included scallops.  I had the standard enchilada and burrito combination.  Eugene’s love affair with scallops suffered a bit but neither of us was sick, although we both were a bit shaky.

October 25     Reno, Nevada
Denny’s
We got a good early start the next morning and other than my having a bit of concern about how much snow we might face in the mountain passes, I felt good and ready to be back at home once more.  I know Euge was missing his family and neither of us wanted to do much stopping along the road back to Reno.  I decided that we should take the main highway Interstate 80 through Donner Pass rather than risk the higher, less travelled but more scenic Highway 88.  About midday we stopped at the Denny’s where we had eaten our first evening meal of the trip almost a month before.  Being more experienced, we decided not to test them with orders for real food and instead I had a chocolate Sunday with pecans and Euge had a milkshake.  Both were completely satisfactory and satisfying.  They kind of put the proper ending to our food epic.