A little roadtrip....

WHAT IT WAS, was a three-day trip to Crescent City ‘n for those who may not know, Crescent City is in the extreme northwest corner of California awful durn close to Oregon...fact of the matter is, it’s so close that weatherwise, it might s’well be Oregon....
We had a pleasant enuff drive up 5 to Redding, not too much wind so we didn’t get bounced around a lot, turned left at Redding on 299 ‘n proceeded to wind our way westward....I told Millyrose that someone from Kentucky must’ve laid out that road ‘n he had to’ve been drunk at the time, prob’ly followed a snakes trail...still, it was pretty as we slowly inched around ‘n about ‘n up ‘n down the Trinity Alps....last time we went thru there was maybe ten or twelve years or so ‘n not much had changed at least as far as we could tell....we finally run thru the mountains ‘n broke out on the coast at Arcata...it was a little cloudy but darkening a little...I remember thinking that if we were back in Sac, the sun ‘ud still be shining bright but, what the heck, this’s the northcoast ‘n the northcoast is famous for...well, fog ‘n rain ‘n uh, pot ‘n hippies ‘n stuff.....anyways, when we got to CC, it was a balmy (moist) evening, just a tad on the coolish side but not unpleasant......THE NEXT MORNING was what the Irish call ‘a soft day’ which basically is a pretty description of virga....’n virga for any of you who aren’t familiar with the term is when you c’n feel the rain but you can’t actually see it....’n it got progressively cooler as the day progressed, so much so that when I retired to the mtrhome that evening, I turned on the heat ‘n left it on ‘til bedtime when I shut the generator off...still, I didn’t open any windows to let the ‘cool ocean breeze’ in, instead, I opted to pull the blankets over my head ‘n snoozed the nite away....THE FINAL MORNING was out ‘n out rain, y’know, the kind of rain where y’need to use the windshield wipers....I hate driving the mtrhome in the rain mainly cuz it limits the visibility ‘n people in little cars pull in front of you as tho’ you c’n stop on the proverbial dime...scary.....anyways, we ran out of the rain when we got to Arcata, well we ran out of the rain but we still had a little virga t’deal with but that was gone by the time we made Eureka.....still, we didn’t really see any sunshine until Willits where we turned off ‘n headed for the valley....Clearlake is full to t’brim ‘n really pretty, lots of nice homes around it but slow going until we crossed the mountain ‘n headed for Williams....Millyrose, from her vantage point in the passenger seat, kept nagging me to stay between the ‘lanes’....I tried to oblige her as much as possible but she kept it up all the way to Fair Oaks.....Ah well, home again, home again, jiggety-jog!