Fairfax and Ashland

My dad laughed when I told him our first destination- Fairfax CA. That's right, we drove the long way up 280 and across the Golden Gate to beautiful Marin County. And after that hour and half's hard drive we were so exhausted we had to stop. No, seriously, we learned on our original drive out to California that on the day of a big move, it can be really nice to land in a warm home. So we spent the evening with dear friends drinking wine and basking their amazing new house, and trying to fathom leaving them in California.

Sunday morning, after a good old fashioned American breakfast, all of us crowded around the dining room table, (except Wuggie Norple, who ate at 7:00 when he woke up) we carried the luggage down the long steps (and a short shuttle ride) to our trailer and headed to another warm and comforting place to land - our gracious friend's home in Ashland. They put us up at the sweetest B&B with a porch swing and little paths through a garden in bloom. (I ran through the neighborhood Monday morning; it was a perfect sunny breezy run through old homes and art galleries and along the train tracks). We stuffed ourselves with Italian food at night, and pancakes in the morning, and as much of their company as we could squeeze in before we had to face facts that we needed to be on our way. Day 3 and still in Oregon, it seemed like we were eventually going to have to put some miles on.

Total miles traveled: 417