When L found out Berkeley Repertoire Theater was presenting the world premiere of a new musical about the Temptations, she knew that it was a must see for the Adventurers.
That group was a big part of her high school and college years. She bought tickets before the probably-headed-to-Broadway musical was reviewed. Guess they would have gone anyway, but it was great that the reviews were very positive.
They set out in time to have lunch before their 2:00 matinee (filled with geezers who were really too old; they were probably baby tending rather than “dancing in the streets.”)
The lunch spot, Angelines Louisiana Kitchen, was perfect, honoring the Southern roots of the original Temptations. Plus it gave L an opportunity to enjoy Gumbo, not something found on most Bay Area menus.
Then it was showtime with one hit after another performed by a great group of really young singers/dancers (even though they didn’t look that young on stage).
At 2 1/2 hours plus it’s a long sit (and likely to be trimmed before it hit lands in New York). But as long as the extraordinary capable cast was singing and/or dancing, it didn’t matter…
The Adventurers hosted a party to celebrate D’s Irish twin’s brother’s Billy’s 70th birthday today. It was the first time in a long time that the clan had gathered together, maybe since eldest brother’s Roger’s memorial some 15 years ago.
It was a multi-generational event featuring the children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren of William and Peggy Nugent who lived on San Benito in Menlo Park. The four surviving siblings poised for a photo (right).
Lots of stories were told. Lots of love extended around the table. And a good time was had by all…
The balmy Fall weather continues. It was a rare shirtsleeves day on the coast with temps in the high 70s.
The Adventurers and the Mag took advantage by doing their favorite coast side walk from Mavericks to Moss Beach and back. D was a bit peckish so they had a little bite to eat at the Moss Beach Distillery, enjoying its dog friendly patio.
They’ve discovered a new loop which takes on the way low path outbound and the way high path back to the car. The latter skirts a small forest that brought some shade relief, especially welcomed by the Mag.
Their new favorite diner, Dad’s, was closed (as it always is Monday through Wednesday) so they enjoyed the always good half sandwich at San Benito House. Day well done…
L had an appointment in San Francisco this morning that she knew would be brief, so they set out early with Maggie in tow.
Once the appointment was done, they considered their options and decided to head to Crissy Field as you just don’t get better weather than this. (L had foolishly nixed the idea of wearing walking shorts – it was that warm.)
It seemed like every foreign visitor had decided to rent bikes to ride along the promenade with many venturing on to Sausalito via the Golden Gate Bridge.
Their walk took them for the main visitor’s center (which is always closed) to Fort Point. They enjoyed every step.
The morning was capped by another delicious lunch at the Presidio Social Club. You got to try to meat loaf…
The Adventurers headed south on Highway 1 today thinking they might get one last hike on or near Bodega Bay. But L (using a very old book) didn’t quite note where the turn off was.
That led them to one of the Doran Beach parking lots and a pleasant walk through a stretch of Bodega Bay’s wetlands, which eventually led them to the ocean itself.
Here’s to an adequate leg stretcher on what was one great road trip…
It’s easy (and lovely) to watch the sun set from the dining room at Timber Cove. But the way the crowds gather every night, one would think it’s something that was almost impossible to see, even though most couples staying there have seen many a sunset.
Fall trip observation: When you travel in the fall post Labor Day, you see two groups – geezers and 20-somethings before kids. Rarely do the two groups intersect, which is too bad as the Adventurers find themselves betwixt and between (even though they fall within the geezer classification…)
Regarding Fort Ross, which is about 8 miles south of Timber Cove, this the Adventurers knew: L had been there before but couldn’t remember when or with who; D just remembered passing it by numerous times.
So today was the day to give the old Russian fort attention. Stopping at the visitor center, they were encouraged to make an extra effort to hike up to the cemetery. But no one mentioned that they’d actually get to see young Russian boys and girls dancing in the Fort itself.
That was courtesy of some local school field trip. But if you didn’t know otherwise and closed your eyes, you’d think you were back 100 or so years ago. Very fun.
After that encounter, they headed down to Sandy Cove where the cemetery trail starts and heads first gradually and they steeper up the hill, ultimately on a trail with a tree canopy.
Reaching the cemetery, they tried to find the trail across Highway 1 that would take them up to the San Andreas fault line. Alas, they’re old book showed a gate that was no longer passable.