The route from Morro Bay took us along Route 41, a scenic, curvy, twisty drive across the mountains that connects with Route 101.
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| along Rt 41 |
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| perfect lines of vines |
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| the view from the front window - green fields with distant ranges beyond |
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| El Camino Real with its mission bell markers spaced one to two miles apart |
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| lots of activity in this field during harvest time |
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| approaching hilly terrain closer to Gilroy |
That evening we met Alpine friends, the Wynns, for dinner. It was great to see them and to catch up. We celebrated Michael's birthday...he's inching ever closer to his 7th decade.
The remaining 200 miles to Grass Valley the next day were partly along a route we had not yet driven. Route 152 was a most scenic ride taking us through the hills and then past the San Luis Reservoir. It is enormous and we continued to see water for several miles.
We joined I-5 northbound for a few miles, then connected to Rt 99 north, to I-80 east and finally to Rt 49, zig-zagging our way along the highways towards the Sierra Mountains in the north east corner of the state.
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| the blue ribbon of life that feeds the orchards and fields of this desert terrain |
Along Rt-99 we watched parachutes floating gently down, wondering where they would land.
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We were in the heart of gold country, arriving mid afternoon at the Nevada County Fairgrounds, where we would stay for five nights.
















