Up Through the Pacific Northwest: Cindy's Perspective

We bid a fond farewell to Walnut Creek yesterday morning.

Immediately after hopping on the freeway we set our Garmin GPS to our next location.  For added insurance, we set google navigation (on our phones) to the same location.  We are obviously a tech-savey couple.

The only problem was that we were not scheduled to go anywhere near Napa Valley but ended up there!  This was clearly an operator error Freudian slip.  I can only assume that both devices failed miserably!  Being the "go with the flow" couple that we are, we drank our way through the mistake we adjusted our route and ended up where we intended- Lake Shasta (give or take 2 hours of travel time).

I made the mistake of reviewing the house rules for our Mount Shasta AirBandB stay.  DO NOT under any circumstances do this if you are prone to anxiety you are a responsible and consciences person.

The rules were as follows:

• Take off shoes before entering the house.  (Oh dear God...I see another slip and slide episode coming our way). 
• No food or drink in the bedroom.  (There goes our nightly wine and cashews tea and crackers snack).
• No baths, only showers.  (Geez, I was planning on a nice long soak after a stressful day in Napa).  
• No use of the kitchen.  (O.K., in a pinch, I can drink water out of the faucet).
• Please leave bedroom windows open and fan and heater off.  (I have no idea what this was about... we really do shower daily).

As it turns out our hostess was lovely, accommodating, and a delight.  All that rocking in a fetal position consciencous concern was totally unnecessary.

Prior to arriving at our destination, we decided to visit Weed, CA which was only about 12 miles from Mount Shasta.  We liked the name of the town...need I say more.  The city's motto is: "I love WEED".   This is not original, but if you are as immature open-mined as we are, you will appreciate the attitude of the town.  

We immediately sought out the most popular brewery sights of historical significance, but somehow ended up at the Mount Shasta Brewing Co.   It had a quintessential pacific northwest feel complete with moose heads mounted on the walls.  If this is offensive to you, please note that the moose heads donned beads, garland, and a variety of other acoutromon. They seemed happy enough and so were we after a few beers.

We  spend a lovely night in Mount Shasta, got up early, took showers (NO baths!) and headed off to Klamath Falls.