Here we are back in Capitola before the 350 mile journey north to Arcata. We had a wonderful visit with my mom. The hardest part of the trip is saying good-bye to her at the door, as she watches us walk down the hallway to the elevators at the assisted living facility where she lives. But we said our tearful farewells and zoomed up the highway to our midway point.
It's really lovely being back here this time of the year. Tomorrow morning when we hit the road, it will be the anniversary of our very first date. Roger and I met on New Year's Eve 1988-89 and had dinner together on January 13th 26 years ago. We've written about that first date here on the blog. I'll just say we were not on our best behavior, but rather chose to be our rather blunt and candid selves. That worked out quite well!
We have a long drive ahead of us in the morning, up through San Francisco over the Golden Gate Bridge and 265 miles further through the wine country and behind the redwood curtain. Then, home.