Monday, November 29, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
On the way home from Mendocino, we stopped for lunch at Tian Yuen, in Cloverdale. To be honest, our expectations from this strip-mall restaurant were low, but the food was excellent.
Anders's fortune cookie, however, seemed a bit off.
We spent a weekend in Mendocino, by which I actually mean we spent an afternoon in Mendocino, a dinner in Fort Bragg, and the rest of the weekend in Elk, which is a few miles south of Mendocino.
Elk is tiny. Wikipedia claims Elk has a population of 208, though I could have sworn I saw a street sign claiming 412. Either way, small. Sigrid's parents stayed in Elk earlier this year, and we stayed at the same bed and breakfast they stayed at, the Elk Cove Inn.
I think this B&B may be the largest thing in Elk, at least in terms of buildings. Here's the main house, where we had two lovely home-cooked buffet breakfasts.
There's a path behind the B&B that leads to the ocean. Here's a shot of the B&B from the path to the beach. We stayed in the cottage that's the second building from the right.
The cottage is the building on the right in this pic.
The room featured a cow jumping over a moon. Anders was very concerned about the stick that the poor cow is stuck on.
There's a gazebo that offers a great view of the ocean, and, in the evening, of the setting sun.
A few of the paths on the grounds are lined with wine bottles.
Anders thought the bottles were fascinating.
It turns out that, with a bit of care, you can walk on them.
We went down to the beach several times during our stay, so Anders got pretty comfortable with the path.
He wasn't very interested in the ocean (perhaps it was too loud), but he did like the beach.
He spent a lot of time throwing rocks in the "river" that drained into the ocean. And, as you can see, he boned up on the Jedi arts, learning to levitate rocks using The Force.
When leaving the beach, we budgeted around thirty minutes to get back to the Inn. It's a five minute walk, sans Anders, but the timing is quite different con Anders. I don't think it ever really took us thirty minutes, but sometimes it did take twenty.
Anders also enjoyed just running around in the yard behind the B&B.
It was a wonderful weekend, and a good way to recharge the mental reserves.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Monday, November 08, 2010
Sunday, November 07, 2010
We made our yearly pilgrimage to Skyline Chestnuts. Sigrid had chosen the day long before, aiming for what she estimated would be the prime chestnut-picking weekend. Alas, as it turned out, our chosen day was a very wet day.
We drove out, figuring we'd at least get a scenic ride. When we arrived, we were told that the rain made it too treacherous to allow picking, but that we could buy from their own stocks of chestnuts. We bought seven pounds, and then spent a little outdoor time in the rain.
"Anders, look here!"
(And then Anders realizes there's a picture being taken, and turns on that child smile/grimace.)
We found a trail of sorts to explore.
Chestnut Day 2010.
Friday, November 05, 2010
Wednesday, November 03, 2010
As you may have heard, the Giants are officially the best baseball team around.
The parade in their honor started about two blocks from my law firm, so I zipped over to check it out. I took a bunch of pictures, but they were pretty blurry. Here's one of the only shots that came out ok.
Last night, Sigrid was thinking about trying to bring Anders to the parade, but today decided it'd be too crazy. So instead, the two of them went out to the ocean and watched big waves. Just goes to show that there's more than one way to celebrate a good baseball season.