|Mixing it in the biker cafe, Eureka... alarming reading below|
|Outside the Speakeasy in Fort Bragg: |
I said "That must be a Labradane"
and this guy said "Oh yes, it must be, I remember, I used to have one of those."
|Inside the Speakeasy, Fort Bragg.|
Coffee Porter from the Dust Bowl Brewing Company, Turlock
Brewmaster Don Oliver
|A minor episode of gesticulation while awaiting dinner|
in the lovely restaurant Trillium in picture postcard Mendocino.
|Highway 1, Sonoma County, southbound|
|I speak for myself. Don't you say a word about my make-up. |
It took me all morning, after I hit my head on the fridge.
|Capturing the Golden Gate|