It was a cold dark December morning!
We left Sacramento at 0’ Dark 30. Destination Ft. Bragg, its about a 4 hour tour. We decided to use grandpa’s motorhome with the V10 to pull her up the hills. Taking turns behind the wheel, the trip seemed to fly by (I think Bob was speeding!)

On the loose in the motorhome!
After a pottyand Krispy Kream break we were sailing along when all of a sudden... A wasp buzzed Bob, who was driving at the time. After several unsucessful attempts to eradicate the bee we pulled off as quickly as possible (sorry Napa drivers) The wasp went MIA never to be found again...

By the time we reached the town of Ft. Bragg the sun had broken through the clouds and it was a beautiful day on the California coast.