On the Road Without a Destination or Reservation

There's a reason for so few

photos from Ferndale in a prior post.

It's a gorgeous photo worthy town,

with Victorian buildings built with

detailed trim and fantastic colors.

There's absolutely fabulous flowers

everywhere due to the wonderful

marine climate.

It was getting late in the day.

We I was starting to get concerned

about where we would end up

staying for the night. 

  Keeping it real here.

My mood was turning towards

disappointment because Ferndale

wasn't like it used to be.

The shops we loved to explore

were either changed or gone altogether.

It was also close to dinner time

and so it was time to head north to Eureka.

We were looking forward to a

sea food dinner at an old  Eureka restaurant

from our  honeymoon past.  It's still there,

but we couldn't find it due to road closures

for a music festival,

and one way streets leading us elsewhere

during the local rush hour.

  The restaurant

sits on harbor, right where the fishing

boats bring in their catch.  The restaurant

has an attached fish market and the fresh

 catch of the day

 is delivered right to the restaurant.

   

Driving circles in heavy traffic

wasn't doing either of us any good.

Knowing when to say  'enough',

we left Eureka and decided a place

to stay before the hotels fill up

was probably a better use of our

time, than enjoying a seafood dinner.

My mood by then needs a swift

attitude adjustment.  Quickly!

So I busy myself online with an

I-pod and a broadband modem trying to find

a room for the evening.  

Making a long story shorter,

we didn't find a hotel room in 

Arcata or McKinleyville.

The wait for information to load on 

the I-pod wasn't helping, while

traveling north from one town into 

the next.  Ack!

It was time to make

a decision not only about the room, but

dinner as well.

  

Thank goodness

for snacks that were packed

away in the trunk for just such

an occasion.  Mixed nuts,

sliced red bell peppers from

the ice chest, and a couple of

crisp Pink Lady apples were

dinner for the night. 

We briefly stopped at

the Memorial Lighthouse

to take some evening photos.

(yesterday's post)

and then drove along

Patrick's Point Drive,

searching for a place to

spend the night.

Along this Drive, there are several

options of places to stay,

from cute little cabins,

to quaint and small  motel rooms.

There's quite a few choices.

It wasn't looking good though.