Monday, August 31, 2020
Sunday, August 30, 2020
So, Saturday we decided to get out from under the smoke from all the fires going on here in California. Gassed the Orange Car and set out on a three hour trip from here to the coast, and specifically Arcata and Eureka.
It's a winding, lonely mountain road all the way, and especially the last half passes near multiple Indian reservations and towns with reassuring names like Burnt Ranch, population 280.
We didn't hear banjos, but we didn't stop very long either.
Arcata is a college town, very hippie and organic, and they were having a farmer's market in the main square. Walked all around and spread some sweet cash among the organic farmers selling good stuff.
I bought a bottle of this guy's hottest hot sauce. We shall soon see if it lives up to the billing.
The produce was invariably well presented.
Next, it was dinner at a place we had never tried, Salt Fish House.
The seating was patio only, due to the virus hysteria, but it was a really nice day, so that worked out fine.
Mrs. CW and I rarely go out to eat, so it was a real treat. The service was superb.
It's my custom whenever I hit the coast to first find and devour some fresh, raw oysters.
I haven't had a chance to have a leisure day on the coast in a long, long time, so the two of us feasted. It was great.
Three hours back on a windy mountain road, after a nice day, and we got home a half hour after dark.