Well, the time has come to pack up our bags in the Bay Area and head up north, where we are dismayed that people are arriving in DROVES and fear it is turning into the new Bay Area. Frank & Bean are displeased by this turn of events.
As it has been a while since the pugs and I have had much of a break, we decided to wind our way up the Pacific Coast. Delightful! Our first stop was in at the Anderson Valley Brewery which makes the most delicious Boon't Amber Ale as well as Summer and Winter Solstice. Frank and I have enjoyed these beers for years and so were delighted to find that the brewery was right on the road to our first night's stop!
A new reason to like Anderson Valley Brewery? The ENTIRE facility is dog friendly. Well, maybe not the tours, I didn't ask, but the rest of it! Including the Tap Room and the Beer Garden!
We were so delighted that we made several purchases, displayed here by F&B:
Sadly I did not enjoy any sampling from the tap room as drinking and driving is not acceptable and I had precious pug cargo in the car to boot!
After the brewery, we headed to our first (and second actually) night's lodging in Westport, at an Airbnb that marketed itself as "Artists Oceanside House with Whale."
We were skeptical to say the least. Turns out there was no need! It is so very delightful; beautiful, quirky, clean, and comfortable!
As far as the whale:
Now, to be fair, it may not look like much now, but from what I understand the ENTIRE thing is going to be mosaicked and I think quite fantastic. I would like to return to see it, and I think we will!
In addition, there are rather a lot of whales inside...
Frank, quit whispering to Bean.
(We love that picture right above Frank, the tragedy of the whale ship Essex anyone?)
But! All of those small pictures that you see? Those are pieces of art made by guests! The owner leaves art supplies and paper and then frames them for the wall!
We wonder if ours will make the cut....
The view from the house, WITH a fenced in pug yard!
And within about 6 blocks, 3, yes 3! dog friendly beaches. We tried this one:
Frank was a bit dismayed about the copious amount of stairs, but I have been told not to coddle him so he boldly traversed the terrain on his own (I mean, with many verbal cues, but still!)
Oh BEAN! How picturesque you are there on that logt!
There was so much frolicking that we tuckered ourselves out and into a needed restful cuddle on the porch, watching the ocean and feeling RATHER content.
And after a little dinner and one of the delicious beers from the brewery visit, we were ready for a somewhat early bedtime.
Oh what's that Frank & Bean?
You are ever so exhausted from your day of travels that you can't possibly give up even one of those 7 pillows?
Yep, it is a rough life indeed for Frank & Bean.
Day 1 down!