Having completely miscalculated how much remains of California north of San Fransisco (about half of it) we are still in this wondrous state, heading north at snail’s pace for a few reasons, but mainly because there is just so much to see. We are in classic Twin Peaks/Bigfoot country now. The rivers are pristine and blue, the sea and sand are both grey, the trees are astonishingly old/tall/both and there is mystical fog hanging over everything.
Scenery aside, some notable things from the last week:
1. We cycled over the Golden Gate Bridge in San Fransisco, which was pretty exhilarating in itself (and really hard on the old legs). When we reached the top, we stopped to admire the view and catch our breath, and were quite excited to see some seals playing below. As we watched the seals, we were stunned to see two enormous grey whales materialise! They even breached, tails and all! I scrambled for my phone but didn’t make it, and even Mr Hotford (fingers never far from a camera button) didn’t get a snap, so I can’t prove it, but honestly it was one of life’s great moments. We have spoken to many San Fransiscans who have never even heard of whales in the bay – lucky us!
2. I was reunited with my drivers license when we saw Chris’ parents, which scarily means I can legally drive this brute:
3. I turned 39. It was quite funny having a birthday in such a tiny space with small people who can’t keep a secret. There were lots of elaborate whispers and subtle updates in the run up, like “the cake shop was shut, Mummy… so… no cake”. Mr. Hotford did very well to organise anything at all, let alone make it a really nice day. I got to lie in bed with the curtain drawn and read my Kindle (Eye of the Sheep by Sofie Laguna – highly recommend) while my presents were arranged and presented with much excitement and lots of cuddles. Then I got to do yoga well my brekkie was cooked:
Followed by coffee and cake:
Then a long Drive to the Avenue of the Giants (giant redwood trees) where I was finally surrounded by lots of things much, much older than me.
To finish off a lovely day, Mr. Hotford and I put the girls to bed and polished off a bottle of reisling by the campfire while we pretended they were asleep.
The big 4-0 is going to have big shoes to fill!
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