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Sunday morning we rose to meet [livejournal.com profile] davidlevine, [livejournal.com profile] kateyule, Amanda and her husband Brad for breakfast at David's. It was a clearly a local joint, the place everyone goes to for brekkies, the wait staff familiar and friendly to the patrons. Breakfast was basic and hearty--eggs, more eggs, pancakes, and eggs. For me, it was exactly the way to start the day, in good company with the kind of breakfast I really enjoy when I travel.

We parted company at that point, with David, Kate, Amanda and Brad hitting the road back to parts north. Jeremy and I met Elizabeth at the place where she was having brunch with the bridal party. We saw Shannon and Mark there and arranged for dinner that evening. Then three of us hit the road for some sightseeing.

Our first stop was Mendocino Chocolate Company in Fort Bragg. We each purchased some treats, used the nearby cash machine and then continued on.

We headed south to Mendocino proper, which turned out to be this adorable little tourist town perched on a bluff overlooking the sea. Our main goal there was to get some knitting needles for Elizabeth, but we ended up poking around the shops. Predictably, she came away with not just needles but yarn as well. At the same shop, I bought some buttons for a button bracelet project I'd like to do. The gardens around the shops were beautiful, with all sorts of native plants that bloomed with flowers we'd never seen before. We stopped at a jewelry shop called Silver & Stone, where E purchased a very chic pendant, a trio of what I think were glass ovals each progressively smaller than the one above, really lovely. As an early holiday gift to me, she chipped in for a gorgeous pair of earrings featuring carved abalone which I wore for the rest of the weekend.

We strolled about town a bit more, admiring the view of the rocky shore and the crashing waves, the eccentric sculpture above the bank called "Time and the Maiden," and the sweetness of the small shops and cottages along the streets.

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We headed back toward Fort Bragg and made two stops along the way. The first was at the Mendocino Coast Botanical Gardens. Jeremy was inspired by the gardens we saw in town and is plotting his gardening at his new place, so we poked around the nursery on the grounds for ideas. Lovely plants, and I would have purchased one or two if there hadn't been a flight between there and home. Our second stop was the Sea Glass Museum, where we learned about the different kinds of sea glass and its source. The pictures on the web site make the place look much bigger than it is; it's really a tiny house split up into three or four rooms of exhibits with a lot of samples and some history, as well as a gift and book shop. There, we acquired a map of the glass beaches around town and planned for some beach combing.

As it turned out, beach combing required our navigating a path around some construction, and then scrambling down some pretty steep bluffs to get to the shoreline. Jeremy was the only one really dressed for any kind of scrambling or climbing, so he took a totebag, scrambled down the bluff, and retrieved a bag full of treasures that we picked through for souvenirs. There will be art and jewelry making this weekend if I can help it.

More pics )

It rapidly became clear to my companions--because apparently it's rarely clear to me--that I was sugar crashing. We found a restaurant with a coastal view and stopped for wine and a salad. Afterwards, more beachcombing, this time at the mouth of the Noyo River, resulted in Elizabeth finding a three-pound hunk of beach jade nearly the size of a brick. Veiny and gorgeous and richly green, it's a real treasure.

We went back to the hotel so I could change for dinner and so that Jeremy could stretch out for a bit, and then we headed out to meet Mark and Shannon. We were also joined by Mark's mother and his friend Mike who had acted as DJ for the party. Dinner was sushi of all kinds, and it was a delight to be able to sit with a small group including the bride and groom and just catch up a bit. Mike was pleasant and engaging, Mark's mother very lovely. At the end of the meal, Jeremy arranged for a knife and plates so that he could meticulously carve up each of eight truffles that he, Elizabeth and I had collectively purchased, and share them among the group. It was a mini-chocolate tasting and a great ending to the meal.

The day ended with another soak in the hotel's hot tub, and then it was to bed in preparation for the trip back to Oakland.

For the drive back the next day, we took a slightly different route which took us along more windy, twisty-turny roads, but this time through farm land and redwood forest. We listened to compilations of mash-ups, sang and talked, and got me to the airport with plenty of time to spare before my flight. I met Elizabeth only about 5 minutes after arrival. We sat in one of the airport restaurants and caught up, and ended up being able to sit together on the flight home.

I don't think I could have asked for a better trip, all in all. It was wonderful to see Mark and Shannon married after all this time, and great to be able the share the adventure in such good company. I've been home now a day and a half and my head's still not really back in the game of daily life yet. I suspect it won't be for a day or two more. The cold and the rain are working hard to ground me back in Seattle, but the sunshine and the emotional journey this weekend keep pulling me back to northern California. My head may stay there for a while yet.
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And so, last Friday morning, I was off to Mendocino county for a wedding, specifically to see my friends [livejournal.com profile] calendula_witch and [livejournal.com profile] markjferrari get married. What a fabulous weekend!

The drive north
I was met at Oakland Airport by my companion for the weekend, Jeremy B. He grabbed me at noon and, before really starting the road trip, we stopped for lunch at Taki Japanese Restaurant in Novato, California, just south of Petaluma, off route 101. It was a delicious lunch (we each had a roll and miso soup). When we exited the restaurant, across the shopping plaza, we saw a space suit just standing in front of a storefront. Turns out that, in a delightful turn of events, we had discovered The Space Station Museum, a two-store-front establishment only large enough to show 10 percent of their holdings, which included a lot of Russian artifacts from or related to the International Space Station (consoles and control panels, pressure suits, and more), and full-size replicas of a lunar lander and a lunar rover, among other things. We poked around the exhibits and had a long conversation with a volunteer who had worked building space craft. Serendipity!

Once we were on the road, we took 101 north, but eventually scooted westward to highway 1 for the drive to Fort Bragg. And what a beautiful drive it was! The landscape in this part of California is just breathtaking: rugged, rocky coastline, ocean that changes color with the light from dark blue-gray to an unearthly blue-green, waves crashing on the rocks, birds with gigantic wingspans reeling overhead.

Northern California coastline
Click to embiggen. Really, it's gorgeous up there.

The further north we went, the twistier the road became, and I told Jeremy that I had driving envy because it looked like it was so much fun to take the road the way he was. His SUV is a stick shift; I could never have taken a turn at the wheel but, oh, how I wanted to! Still, not driving meant that I could fully enjoy the scenery as well as the music we listened to along the way. We talked and sang together, and breathed in that marvelous air. We shared a delicious bar of dark chocolate with blueberries--rich, pungent stuff. We stopped at a couple of scenic viewpoints to just admire the general splendor. We noted interesting names along the way like Gualala State Park and Russian Gulch Park ("Nostrovia, pardner!).

Finally, nearly 6 hours later, we arrived at Cleone Gardens Inn where we'd spend the weekend. [livejournal.com profile] davidlevine and [livejournal.com profile] kateyule were already there and preparing to head out for dinner. We got checked in and then together the four of us went to a nearby Mexican restaurant. The food was hearty and plentiful. I had a chicken quesadilla; I never did get the name of the place. Back at the hotel, the four of us played a couple of games of Anomia--great fun--and then Jeremy and I got settled in our room. The only thing left to do for the evening was go soak in the hot tub, which we did--the two of us--and talked for quite some time.

Wedding!
On Saturday morning, we got started a little later than planned, but early enough to have a quick bite in the room and get ready for the wedding. We took the shuttle bus that Mark and Shannon had arranged for, along with several members of the wedding party, up to Simcha Ranch, a horse ranch at the top of a hill overlooking the Pacific. It was breezy and beautiful up there. The celebration area was set up with chairs, a podium, and red-and-white banners all set out for a ceremony under the sun. The barn had been transformed into a party space, hung with more red-and-white banners, and organized with long trestle tables set with red table clothes and white and gold trim, and little stones of red and clear glass.

Wedding pictures! )

And then? It was time to party! We gathered a group to sit together: me, Jeremy, David and Kate, Amanda C and her husband Brad, and -- oh, I know I'm forgetting some names. But we had a congenial group to enjoy food and wine together. (We may have had the largest concentration of Jews in one place that Fort Bragg has ever seen.) Predictably, this being Shannon and Mark, the wine was delicious (and I need to get the wine list from her when she's settled), and all the food was delectable. All the rituals were observed: first dance, cake cutting, toasts -- a lot of happiness and good feeling all around. When at last the food was done, the music started. From my perspective, it took a little time for the real dance music to start, but once it did, Jeremy and I danced -- almost a half hour without break -- until I was so dizzy I couldn't see straight, and smiling so broadly my cheeks hurt.

We took the 8 PM shuttle back to the hotel, and then it was off to the hot tub for another soak, this time under a sparkling sky so clear that you could see the Milky Way. I saw a shooting star. A great way to end a great day.

More about our sightseeing and the drive back anon....

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