Sunshine in Stockton

Well, this is more of a historical tour section. We decided to get off the flatland freeway of 99 and headed inland at Fresno on California 41. 

It was lunchtime when we got to the intersection of 41 and 49 at Oakhurst, a ways outside Yosemite National Park. Sandy saw the sign for the Three Sisters Café down a side-street and we doubled back. Glad we did! 

The "crazy chef," Richard Beyerl and his wife run a great little restaurant. Their lunch menu is posted on the Web ... it's quite varied! Any place that offers meatloaf can't be all bad, and the menu goes way beyond that. Coffee was excellent, bread was excellent, they do rotating art shows on the walls, and the helpings were plenteous! We'll certainly plan to stop there again if we're back through that area.

Up the road a piece is Coulterville ... which appears to be a remnant of the last century, or the one before that. We stopped and wandered a little. Wandered into a place called the Rose Cottage; I was intrigued by a sign outside that advertised sarsaparilla. It's the kind of place where I keep my hands in my pockets, for fear I'll brush something off a table. Horehound candy, old postcards ... and Sandy noticed a table covered with Pfaltzgraff stoneware ... covered and stacked ... 16 cups and saucers, a platter, plates, etc. She also noticed a sign that said they'd take $30 for the lot. The Jeep isn't as spacious any more!

It was a grey, rainy, sometimes snowy day ... but it was also a day of fun, exploring old places, stopping at tiny roadside waterfalls, etc.

Still, it was nice to reach Sandy's son's home and see family. We went out to eat at a restaurant where Sandy's grandson works, so he got to serve us. Good food, good company ... and a good night's sleep. Today dawns nice and sunny ... new worlds to conquer. I'm off this afternoon for Palo Alto. TV