Tempus fugit... Latin for "time flies"... here we are in the middle of June, and I am posting this from Petaluma, California. We left Port Hueneme and headed up the beautiful Pacific coast to Santa Barbara, where we spent some time with Kim Cantin, a friend who had lost her husband and son in the Montecito mudslides in January 2018 when their home was destroyed by a 15 foot wall of mud moving at 20 mph. The devastation is still very obvious and sobering... houses, garages, and even the foundations of many homes were washed away, along with 23 people killed, two of whom are still missing, including Kim's son.



Next, on to Paso Robles, home of some of California's best Zinfandel vineyards... but first, we had to go to a tasting... "not wine, Ty... olive oil!" Really??? Actually it was a great stop; we tasted at least 10 different varieties, and I filled up on French bread dipped in olive oil and spices.



This signboard gives turistas a quick primer in what to look for in a wine tasting experience...
I can attest that this photo of Scooter Girl was taken BEFORE a wine tasting! Suzanne ordered the same model that Britta Grubin had recommended a week or so ago, and she loves it... and has named it Ananda (Sanskrit for Bliss) thanks to a recommendation from Barbara Kulle.

On to San Jose and Suzanne's Serving Spirit Level 2 class, which was very well received by the participants...
And on to Lodi, for a couple of great wine tastings, but more important, a bath for our coach... the guys at Blue Beacon Truck Wash also do RVs, and we had several thousand miles of dust to remove. They do a great job at a very reasonable price, and are open 24/7.
Lodi's only problem was the temperature... it's been a long time since we saw triple digits like this! Fortunately, the extra high temps, unusual for early June, only lasted a few days, or they would have burned the grape vines...
Our PT in Lodi was a bit restrained because of the extreme heat - several long walks and a bike ride, but getting out on farm roads between vineyards and ranches was still quite enjoyable. The grapes are still tiny at this time of year, and we wish we could return when harvest time comes in September/October and the bunches of grapes are as big as softballs or even rugby balls.

Love all the photos, Ty and sharing these travels with you!
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