Day 53 - Moss Landing, CA

Talk about Climate Change!  I was a little grumpy about how hot it got in the afternoon in Vallejo and Benicia; well, I can’t complain about the heat here!  We’re totally enshrouded in fog, and the dampness makes it feel even colder than it really is.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not suffering or dogging (I’m gender restricted from bitching) about it, just making note.  We got rolling this morning at the crack of eleven, as usual, and had an uneventful transit down Highway 680 to the 101, then over through Castroville, the Artichoke Capitol, where Norma Jean whatshername was the Artichoke Queen one year, long ago. 

After checking in to the KOA, we got set up and then we sat down and did nothing much until dinner time.  Geri took me out for a nice walk around the harbor area, and we saw that there were quite a few dogs in the RV Park, but we didn’t get to meet any.  I got my dinner on time, which of course pleased me, then Geri and Don went out for dinner.  When they got back, they told me that they had been to Phil’s Fish Market, a place they had been to before, and had a very fine meal.  Geri got her Manhattan Clam Chowder, which is her favorite ‘cause she’s from New York, and a Sicilian Artichoke.  Don raved about the Cioppino he had, which was filled with all kinds of seafood swimming in a rich and tangy tomato broth.  Don said it had won some kind of cookoff on TV recently, and had become kind of famous. 

Don put the furnace on, which we rarely do, to keep the warmth up in the rig, and we watched some TV while Don and I did this little update on the blog.  All to bed fairly early, probably do some touring tomorrow.  See ya then!