Kialoa cruising: The long way home

Our drive home was fun, and we took our time and smelled the roses. Actually what we did was visit with friends and family on the way and checked out some of Scotts old haunts in Orange County as well.

First stop Phoenix, where we visited with these two lovely people. Fred and
Roberta have been a big part of Scotts early life. We had the pleasure of
celebrating their daughters birthday with them while we were there.

After a couple of nights in Phoenix, we had a long driving day and made the Southern California coast. Orange County, famous for its ...... not sure what. Not my kind of place but lots of other people seem to like it. The weather was pretty nice and so were the beaches. Traffic was not!
We spent some time with Scotts longest running friend Ronny, and his wife Amy. Scott played disc golf with his still going strong Sunday Drivers group of golfers. Minus some, plus some. I guess things do have to change over the years.

Lesson learned, always disconnect the battery when leaving
a car stored long term, even if you have a solar charger attached.
One new battery later we were not having any more problems.

LA freeways, how many lanes!!!!!

I found a spot of beauty in the midst of a lot of Urbania in
Orange County.

A trip on the Balboa island ferry in Newport Beach was also
a trip down memory lane for Scott.

Zoltar dispensing some wisdom.

We left the crowded beach communities of Southern California on Monday morning and headed to the hills. More specifically the community of Twain-Harte in the golden hills east of SanFransisco. We had a wonderful visit with Scotts cousin Bruce and his wife Rhonda and got to check out this very picturesque part of the world.

Bruce, Rhonda and Scott, at the old jail. Bruce used to be a
chief of Police. Seemed appropriate.

Like I said, picturesque.

The squirrels liked it here too.

After two nights in Twain-Harte we again headed north, but only as far as Sacramento. One lovely and scenic drive later we arrived at the home of Jim and Mary, whom we had met and made friends with on the beach in Mexico. We had planned a two night stay but plans change and Yosemite became a goal but the weather wasn't very nice, so we had to wait for it to improve.......one week and an amazing trip to Yosemite later we again headed north. It was a long driving day, Sacramento to the north side of Seattle, but put us in good position to get on a ferry to Saltspring the next day. Which was the day our extra insurance ran out. Phew made it!