We drove from Brookings, Oregon to Ferndale, California today.
Sunday was a pretty lazy day. I figured out how to watch TV on our new flat screens today. We haven’t been able to figure out how our new TV’s work on cable .So I pulled out all the manuals and found out I had to switch the antennae to cable from broadcast. We have never had such nice TV’s before. Still was not much on, but it was entertaining. We don’t have any kind of satellite, so we can only see TV when we are rarely in a park with a cable hookup. The sunset on the beach in Brookings last night. Today we passed into California. I missed the welcome to California sign, so you get a photo of the fruit police stop. They asked us if we had citrus or avocados, nope, so they let us in. The northern coast has lots of redwoods trees, so we went in the Redwood gate to the Golden state. The bottom is a mural in Crescent City of the light house. You can only tour it when the low tide is during the day, otherwise the road is covered and you can’t get to it.
Redwoods and ocean views along the highway.
Paul Bunyan, Babe the Blue Ox and a Christmas bear at the Trees of Mystery. Paul is 49 feet high with a 66 foot chest and 54 foot waist. Babe is 35 feet high.
I love the name Orick. It is the Indian word for the sound a frog makes. The coach at the Ferndale fair grounds. It is in a very pastoral setting. Hardly anyone else here. We are spending Thanksgiving here. John is going to smoke a turkey breast.
Sunset in Ferndale. The same view from the bus in the morning. It rained off and on all day. When the sun came out it was beautiful. Ferndale is known as Cream City. Rich pastures were ideal for dairy cows and founding farmers translated their prosperity into lavish homes known as Butterfat Palaces.
At the fair grounds we found these three graves of champion cows. The Victorian downtown has changed little over the years.
The Gingerbread mansion is a B and B now. The Palace Saloon is the farthest westernly bar in the continental United States.
We went to neighboring Loleta Cheese factory. They were not making any cheese today, but we tasted many of their yummy cheeses. They had a lovely garden out back. It still amazes me after all my years in Colorado to see winter gardens.
After John won $22.25 at the casino he took me to lunch at the Eel river brewing company. Our RV friends Rob’t and Diana are camped in their parking lot, it is a Harvest Host site, so they had a few drinks with us.
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