November 30 - December 1, 2016
Written December 1+
Dear Diary, Friends, and Families,
Thanksgiving is over and now is the time to get into the Christmas spirit.

This year, we decided to start with a trip down to the coast, to
Cambria, our new favorite beach getaway. It is only two or three
hours away, across the flat central valley. Near Fresno, the
valley is irrigated and filled with orchards. As the coastal
hills approach, the desert nature of this part of California shows
through. On the other side of these hills, the climate
shifts again, toward coastal green. In the summer, this shift between
climates is more striking, but even in early winter California shows
many flavors.
 After
our Wednesday drive, our first order of business was lunch. We
got a recommendation to try "The Cafe" on Bridge Street, but we
misunderstood and ended up at "Linn's Cafe", also on Bridge
Street. The back patio was very pleasant and the food was
good. However, tomorrow we need to try its competitor, since it
has now been recommended by everyone we have asked about lunch
preferences. Stay tuned.
Killing time before hotel check-in, we stopped by a pair of art
studios, also our new favorites. The first, Patrick Gallery, features three
artists, each with their own contemporary style. We like them all, even
though I failed to take any pictures to show WHY we like them.
Trust me, we do.
  Our
other stop was the gallery/studio/workshop of Riccardo Spizzamiglio, a
charming artist who offers kinetic sculptures whose shadows perform
part of the show. Normally, I am adverse to "installations", but
Riccardo's work is an exception since the effects really are
special. And, did I say he was a charmer? He talked with us
for a good half-hour and, as usual, we learned more about him, his
work, and the whole process of bronze sculpture. Fun.

By now, it was time to check into our chosen bed and breakfast.
In past stays, we have enjoyed the Cambria Pines Lodge, but they were
full this week, so we opted to go across the street to J. Patrick House, Cambria's oldest B&B. Good decision. It will become our new favorite, for sure!
 
Our room: "Galway"
  
Home-made cookies at all times and a wonderful wine and appetizer spread in the evening. This is not a place for dieters.
 
Christmas decorations everywhere!
 
Breakfast
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Our
main goal for this visit was the Christmas Market and Light Show at
Cambria Pines Lodge and Nursery. Months earlier, we had seen
preparations underway on the Lodge grounds and promised ourselves to
come back to see how well the German Christmas market spirit could be
created in coastal California. Our conclusion: It is pretty
darn good and as authentic as we could hope. A recommendation
and, perhaps, another favorite standard for us every year. After
all, annual traditions start with the first year.
 
Two true German traditions: a birth-of-Christ manger scene, and a cup
of glühwein. We assure you that the spiced wine was perfectly
acceptable and put us in Christmas spirit.
   
Lights. Lights everywhere! Not really German tradition, but impressive nonetheless.
   
More California Christmas traditions, including Surfer Santa.(Can you see the little boy next to the lighted penguin?)
   
The Market itself was quite well done. In Germany, the markets in
large cities tend to sell imported (Chinese) and German goods, but
small towns feature local work. Here, in Cambria, all the vendors
seemed to come from no more than a few miles away.
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We really didn't know what
our Thursday would hold. That's the way we travel.
After a very pleasant J. Patrick House breakfast, we decided we needed
to walk off some calories so we headed to Moonstone Beach.
 
The Moonstone Beach boardwalk is a great place to stroll.
   
Over the edge is a continuously changing scene of cliffs, waves, and birds.

      
Hidden among the late fall vegetation around the boardwalk are little
gems, mostly less than an inch across. Photography, however, forces me
to stop and shoot the flowers.

This guy flew up from behind me and tested my photography
technique. I waved the camera in his direction and squeezed off a
burst of three shots. Picture one was blank, picture three had
just a smudge. But, this shot in the middle would be my best bird
picture of the weekend, even though at the time I did not even know I
had caught anything!
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I'm
not sure we walked enough to really work up an appetite, but it was
time for lunch. This time we made it to the recommended Cafe and
sampled the recommended pastrami sandwich. It was ok enough, but
may have just been a tie with competitor Linn's Cafe.
Now full, we went on a quick drive up to San Simeon, the town not the
Hearst Castle. Again, this had been a recommendation to see the
"cute little town". Well, the southern part of town was nothing
but a collection of motels and definitely not picture-worthy. The
little northern piece, while old, held just the old Sebastian Store, a
school house, the castle pier, and a few buildings for the Hearst
folks. Pretty enough, but another recommendation we did not fully
appreciate.
Driving back, we stopped and I tried my hand at more coast and bird
pictures. I tried several dozen shots of the birds flying overhead and
got mostly pictures of blue sky. Those guys move faster than I
do! But, as with all time spent watching the ocean, it was
worthwhile. This would be a never-fail recommendation.
And that was our day, except for a short nap and a replay of the
B&B evening wine and appetizers. Once again, we were
thoroughly impressed with hosts Linda and Ron's friendliness and
ability to weave their clients into a party. The German word is
"gemütlichkeit" and it was a perfect ending to get us into the
Christmas spirit. Thanks.
Friday
morning started slowly, as all mornings should. B&B coffee
was good and the blueberry custard "pancake" was even better! I
think the J. Patrick House needs to set stay limits, because too many
breakfasts will lead us down an eating trail we need to avoid.
This time, two days was about right, but there will be another time.

Our plan was to add an extra hour or so to our return trip to stop at
our current favorite valley winery. First, we just had to stop a
minute or two and look again out at the Pacific by Cayucos: wonderful
green hills and sparkling ocean. For sure, we need to come back.
After
leaving the coastal hills, the scenery gradually dried out, until it
was essentially a desert, except where water had been brought in
transforming the sand into vast orchards. In these times of
limited water, several orchards were being torn out, but even more were
being planted. I don't understand the valley farming business,
other than land does not matter, only water.
After
two hours of driving, we finally turned off to the Cardella
winery. The vineyard and winery are out in the middle of
mixed-use farmland in the western San Joaquin Valley, not far from
Interstate 5. The fields are not the romantic hilly patches of
the more famous California wine regions like Napa. Nonetheless,
the Cardella folks have done a nice job of creating a Tuscan-flavored
oasis. Our mission was to restock our white wine supplies and we
walked out with enough Prosecco, Moscat, Pinot Grigio, and Rose to make
it through the Christmas and New Years celebrations -- and then some I
hope!
The road back home was another hour of flat, straight, two-lane valley
back road driving; farms, orchards, nice farmer homes, and not-so-nice
farm-help settlements. Along the way we passed an almond
"hulling" operation that proclaimed their readiness to help with the
two-billion-pound 2016 crop. I can not even begin to imagine that
many nuts!

To help our imagination I guess, we did stop at Schaad's Store, a cute
little nut house nestled next to a huge, nondescript almond processing
plant. They were busy preparing Christmas gift packages, but took
time to explain all their various almond specialties. One can buy
garlic almonds, salted almonds, mixed spice almonds, roasted almonds,
plain almonds, and a seasonal special: pomegranate-yogurt-coated
almonds. This last is to die for. Another nail in our diet
coffin.
Then it was back to Fresno and our own seasonal work and our healthy
diet and exercise routines. I just hope there is enough time to
be healthy before the real Christmas celebrations start!
Take care and send us a card.
John and Marianne
 ps: For our own history, we also need to keep track of house and garden developments. This
week we had crepe myrtle street trees planted. Now we just need
to wait for five to ten years. Stay tuned!
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