Breakfast this morning was good as it has been the case every day. The hotel greeted us with a large basket of granola
bars and peanuts as we boarded our motorcoach. It was very nice of them to give us a mid morning snack..
Avenue of the Giants
Making the drive along old
U.S. Route 101 we entered the Avenue of the Giants. In 1960 a freeway bypass was completed and
assumed the designation of Route 101. The Avenue was then designated as CA
Route 254. The northern entrance of
the Avenue is south of Fortuna,
California . The highway is notable for the Coastal Redwoods that overshadow the road and surround the
area. It is from these towering trees that the Avenue of the Giants takes its
name. Within Humboldt Redwoods State Park ,
along the Founders Grove nature trail, are two special examples of the many
giant redwoods found near the South Fork of the Eel River .
We made a stop at Founders Grove for a bit of a stretch, scenic trail walk and
a few photos. The Dyerville Giant, we happened upon, was recognized as the
“Champion” Coastal Redwood as certified by the American Forestry Association
until it fell on March 24, 1991. Before it fell, it was at least 362 feet tall
(estimates from two different sources measured it at 370 feet after it fell).
That is 200 feet taller than Niagara
Falls or comparable to a 30-story building. It is also
17 feet in diameter and 52 feet in circumference. It probably weighs over 1,000,000
pounds. It is estimated that it may take centuries for this magnificent tree to
surrender its nutrients to the wildlife and flora around it. Long may it rot in
peace.
Built
as a logging railroad in 1885 by Charles R. Johnson, the “Redwood Route ” was a logical vehicle for
moving massive redwood logs to Mendocino coast sawmills from the rugged
backcountry. The train played a vital role during this time
in transporting families and workers who set up the various logging camps along
the route and in doing so, became an entirely different type of line. It played
an important part not only in the area's industrial life, but also in its
social and cultural activities. The nickname “Skunk” originated in 1925, when motorcars were
introduced (today sometimes referred to as railbuses or railcruisers). These
single unit, self-propelled motorcars had gasoline-powered engines for power
and pot-bellied stoves burning crude oil to keep the passengers warm. The
combination of the fumes created a very rank odor, and the old timers living
along the line said these motorcars were like skunks, “You could smell them
before you could see them.” Hardly the unmistakable smell of a skunk, at least
not any of those found on the roadside in the summer, but pungent nonetheless
I’m sure.
Scatter Lunch!
Scatter Lunch!
Our lunch
stop in Willits was what is referred to as a “scatter lunch”, meaning everyone
heads off, or scatters on their own for lunch. A few of us found a place called
the Loose Caboose Café just off Main
Street and stepped inside. Since today was National
Hot Dog Day we decided an appropriate lunch for today would be, you guessed it,
a hot dog. Not just any hot dog, mind you, but a Skunk Train Chili Dog. With a cool glass of water to finish off lunch we
exited the Loose Caboose Café. Having done our duty in honor of the day we met
up with the coach looking forward to arriving in San Francisco .
Later that afternoon we enjoyed a short rest stop in.................., home of ................ Creator of "Peanuts". We stopped at the Visitors Center housed in the old Train Depot.
Later that afternoon we enjoyed a short rest stop in.................., home of ................ Creator of "Peanuts". We stopped at the Visitors Center housed in the old Train Depot.
Crossing
the Golden gate Bridge and through Golden Gate Park we made our way to
Fisherman’s Wharf area and our hotel for the evening, The Radisson Fisherman’s Wharf.
Italian and The BV
We had enough time to check
in and freshen up for dinner. Dinner was on our own this evening so several of
us thought about Italian and North Beach/Telegraph Hill. I called Frank while
we were on the road and asked him to find us a good Italian restaurant for this
evening. In a short while he came back
with E’Tutto Qua which is located right in the heart of San
Francisco 's North
Beach . Reservations for
Marsha, party of 7 for 7:15 PM and we were all set. Two Taxis and a short ride later,
we were there. We did make a quick photo stop, though at the lower end of San Francisco ’s famed Lombard Street. Coming back from an dinner our taxi paused at the upper end of Lombard Street with a great view of Coit Tower. We took a few photos and headed to our next stop.
The building housing E’Tutto
Qua has a lot of history behind it. It was originally built by Amadeo Giannini,
founder of Bank of Italy which he later renamed Bank of America. You can still
see his "BA" logo in the stonework above the door. Two story high
arched windows surround the dining area, giving views of the neighborhood. Following this delicious
homemade Italian feast we made our way to one of San
Francisco ’s landmark establishments, The Buena Visa Cafe, or BV as
it is known locally is where Irish Coffee was first introduced to America
in 1952. Established in 1891 as a boardinghouse, the first floor was converted
to a saloon in 1916. It served as a warm meeting place for the hundreds of
fishermen and handlers who worked for the nearby Sardine Cannery. OK, so I didn’t
pull this one out of thin air. Frank and I saw a short installment of The BV on
Emerill Legasse’s Originals on the Cooking Channel a couple of weeks ago and
decided, “We’re there. Let’s go!” So Emerill deserves the credit (well, some of
it anyway) for turning us on to this place. Bartender Paul Nolan, a fixture at
The BV since 1978 (made this wonderful elixir for each of us just like he did
for Emerill. Ahhhh! What a perfect end to a perfect day of touring. I’ll sleep
well tonight, I’m sure. A full day of touring in San Francisco awaits us tomorrow. I’m excited! Can't you tell?