Cows! July 6, 2008
Still up north on the fires. Last night, my birthday, I went on a long drive. I didn't really what else to do. I'd had to change hotels, and the new one wasn't half as inspiriing as the old one -- the old one had a view, and this new one had.... well.... it didn't. Nor did it have the internets (no ANTM! Oh, no!), so I dropped my stuff and went out driving.
Oh, my. I went to Ferndale. It was gorgeous, much prettier than it looks above -- huge field with nothing in sight but an odd farmhouse or occasional Victorian. And cows. And sheep! Hooray! That low fog that was actively rolling in as I drove. It smelled so good, fresh mown grass, and hay, and sheep, and ocean.
I didn't stop, really, except to say hello to my friends the cows. I just drove. And it was amazing. I kept driving. I found a windy road that led out of town, and I followed my nose. About an hour later, just when I was thinking "oh, crap, I'll have to turn around and go back the way I came if I can remember what I did," I ran across the highway. Of course, I was all turned around and ended up going the wrong way on the highway and had to turn around, but around that kind of beauty, who cares?
That was a good birthday present. And everyone guarantees that when I get home, I get more birthdays treats! Sushi. I want sushi. Anyone have a sushi recommendation in Eureka? Mmm?