Lest I leave you down in the pits where I may have pulled you with my last post, I should quickly continue the saga to let you know that the bad day didn't last long. We had a good night's sleep in that cozy little room. The organic breakfast was delicious (we are in California). After breakfast, we set out to explore the village. Of course we had to check out the Blair House, pictured here. This was Jessica Fletcher's house in the "Murder She Wrote" series. Of course, one of Georgia's favorites. In fact they were doing some 
kind of marathon while we were in Corvallis and we watched several reruns. Among the pleasant things we did was to have lunch at the Bayview Cafe where we ate on the upstairs balcony overlooking the bay. (bet you guessed that one). Here is Georgia with one of our many bowls of clam chowder with fresh clams (not all at once). We stumbled onto an artist who grew up in Missouri and did a historical book of Mendocino with his paintings, which will now be a coffee table book at our house. It's so much more interesting when you get to talk with the people about the 
background, etc. That's the way it was with the lady in Gold Beach, Oregon. The last thing we did in town was to check out the Mendocino art gallery where we happened to be the last people to view the showing, since it was to be dismantled tomorrow for a different showing. There were pieces there from $50 t0 $8000. Reminds me of the guy who had a $2000 hound that he got in trade for 2 $1000 hounds... Long story... value is in the eye... However, some of these things really were neet. We said goodbye to the Ocean and headed inland. After all the twisty turney roads we have been on over the past couple of months, I can't say we weren't ready to spend some driving time with solid ground on both sides of the road. We still had to do some of that, but the turns were larger and along the road now there were vineyards. We were out here 19 years ago, but didn't get this "deep" into wine country. Honestly, the grapevines here are like cornfields in Illinois, only some are on hillsides. It is the time of year when the mustard fills some of the vineyards. A pretty impressive sight.
kind of marathon while we were in Corvallis and we watched several reruns. Among the pleasant things we did was to have lunch at the Bayview Cafe where we ate on the upstairs balcony overlooking the bay. (bet you guessed that one). Here is Georgia with one of our many bowls of clam chowder with fresh clams (not all at once). We stumbled onto an artist who grew up in Missouri and did a historical book of Mendocino with his paintings, which will now be a coffee table book at our house. It's so much more interesting when you get to talk with the people about the 
background, etc. That's the way it was with the lady in Gold Beach, Oregon. The last thing we did in town was to check out the Mendocino art gallery where we happened to be the last people to view the showing, since it was to be dismantled tomorrow for a different showing. There were pieces there from $50 t0 $8000. Reminds me of the guy who had a $2000 hound that he got in trade for 2 $1000 hounds... Long story... value is in the eye... However, some of these things really were neet. We said goodbye to the Ocean and headed inland. After all the twisty turney roads we have been on over the past couple of months, I can't say we weren't ready to spend some driving time with solid ground on both sides of the road. We still had to do some of that, but the turns were larger and along the road now there were vineyards. We were out here 19 years ago, but didn't get this "deep" into wine country. Honestly, the grapevines here are like cornfields in Illinois, only some are on hillsides. It is the time of year when the mustard fills some of the vineyards. A pretty impressive sight.This morning we booked a room at the Wine Country Inn http://www.winecountryinn.com/
Well, the disappointment from last nite has melted away. In defense of the Sea Gull Inn; it really was nice for what it was. As I said, the website didn't lie, but we had been used to something with a little more pizazz. We found that Jim and Ayla had just bought the place and moved from the foothills last June. They offer something nice for folks who don't want to spend so much money. Well; the Wine Country Inn is a special place. We got in after dark again, but the garden outside our french doors is lighted, there is a mature, blooming sweet potato (oe???) (for we hoosiers) vine covering the entrance, etc, etc, etc. We walked through the path to the Abbey winery next door with empty barrels stacked high (hopefully we'll get pictures tomorrow) and on to the neighboring Silverado Brewing Company where we had yet another delicious meal. I almost got the whole crab, but settled for the fresh grilled salmon... then people at the next table got their crabs... we'll see what tomorrow brings... Oh, the salmon was deliceous. 
I forgot, the room... Decorated in French Country. I thought Georgia would faint right there. And one of her favorite pictures on the wall. We lit a fire in the fireplace and settled in. Tomorrow, we'll see what this place called St. Helena in Napa Valley has to offer, then head out further east. We expect Placerville to be part of the next day's adventure.. If you don't know the significance of Placerville, CA, you'll have to wait.... or look it up yourself. til then...
I forgot, the room... Decorated in French Country. I thought Georgia would faint right there. And one of her favorite pictures on the wall. We lit a fire in the fireplace and settled in. Tomorrow, we'll see what this place called St. Helena in Napa Valley has to offer, then head out further east. We expect Placerville to be part of the next day's adventure.. If you don't know the significance of Placerville, CA, you'll have to wait.... or look it up yourself. til then...
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