After a lovesick day in Yosemite, I pointed my compass north towards Gold Rush territory.
Highway 49 is a marvelous road for adventure. So many side roads and loops to explore. And with an old book from 1973 as my guide I was in good company. Towns with names like Chinese Camp, Sonora, Mariposa, Hornitos, Moccasin, El Dorado, Sutter Creek. I stopped in them all.
Plenty to see and no schedule to follow, but mine… made up at the last minute.
My favorite way to travel. Unplanned. Lots of stops and starts.
And when I got home, where I am now, a heap of photos to sort through. Today tinkering around with different frames, tomorrow probably more of the same.
Have you seen this book?
When a certain someone comes by for supper later this week this is what they're getting served.
Swirling around in my head is that dangerous thought, you know the one…'how hard can it be?'