The trip up Highway 101 was lovely. Between towns, there are lovely expanses of chaparral, mountains, and cloudscapes.
Next we turned onto Route 20 No pictures of the surrounding redwoods because map here does not begin to do justice to the slalom-like driving required. Beauty everywhere, but keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the wheel It feels like "the forest primeval "
Finally arrived in Fort Bragg. The house is fabulous- right on an estuary with the ocean's waves crashing audible from the deck. Our host says we can sit in thehot tub and watch bald eagles tomorrow. JoAnn and Molly arrived first and were there to greet us.
Molly called it a good day
