A recent trip to San Francisco and wine country of northern California revealed a different light to that state than I’ve seen before.
Only traveled to San Diego a couple times, NorCal was a treat. A vacation that was split up by the relaxing atmosphere of wine country and the hustle and bustle of San Fran, both carved a special place into my experience in travel.
One thing I do regret from the trip is not taking more photos. Yet, it is nice to set the camera down once and awhile and take things in through my own eyes.
Here are some photos that I manage to snap.
Seeing the expanse and beauty of the vineyards was something that took me back. Set against the backdrop of golden hills the pattern and colors made for great drives.
These giant oak trees with spanish moss reminded me of the deep south. My favorite trees, they are eagerly photographed.
Russian River Valley was one of the coolest drives I’ve done.
No other way to do it than with a red Mustang convertible. Seriously, couldn’t have been a better way to do it.
These were the friendliest horses I’ve ever had the pleasure to meet. They ran straight towards us instantly and insisted the entire time on being pet. Later, we saw them running along side this lady walking her dogs. I think they’ve been with humans a bit.
Good ol’ Craig. This winery tasting room was in a cellar tucked in the side of a mountain. Really friendly and helpful guy, we ended up buying the most expensive bottle of the trip here. A fine pinot for $60. Worth it.
Making our way through wine country on a country back roads to the coast, we went through sleepy little towns and redwood forests. Stunning. Once we reached the coast a cool air blew so we didn’t stay long on the coast. Making our way to a tiny little surf town, Bodega Bay, we found this sweet little surf shop and bought sweatshirts the owner designed.
Step forward to Chinatown in San Francisco and it was a totally different experience. Talk about culture. Way cool place.
The Dim Sum in Chinatown was crazy good.
Baby got back and front, yo.
Ah, Haight and Ashbury.
Really glad to say we saw this. The drive up was pretty wicked and with nowhere to park taking pictures was a quick process.
Dungeness crab. I was in heaven. Probably caught hours before, it was some of the freshest crab I’ve had. Not pictured, the clam chowder was the best ever. The size of the clams were out of this world mixed in a creamy goodness.
Our hotel Vertigo, inspired off Alfred Hitchcock.
Lombard Street. We had to see it. Was pretty cool walking down it. I wonder how often those houses are hit.