Timber gave everyone lots of "Good Morning!/Goodbye!" kisses.
At the Old Grist Mill where we attempted to have lunch. The rain thwarted us so we picnicked in the car.
Calistoga! California's old faithful.
We made it to Mendocino that night, and stayed at the Coast Inn in Fort Bragg. It was all centered around far east healing, pretty neat!
At dinner, I drew Chris on the butcher paper. I had a yummy seafood stew and he had some pasta thing with chicken.