Okay, so my long and flowery recitation of events in California got derailed by other things. And my picture journal ended abruptly when my digital camera jumped off my lap into the dirt, causing the lens to freeze. Sigh.
Suffice it to say, the remaining days were filled with fun things . . .

We rode along 17 Mile Drive which wanders through Del Monte Forest and along Pebble Beach. We stopped at various lookout points along the coast. The water, waves, sand and rocks provided beautiful scenes. We saw little hermit crabs along the shoreline, birds and seals, giant kelp and the Lone Cypress. We wound our way through Del Monte Forest. Seeing how very dry the forest was gave us an appreciation for the danger of forest and wild fires. There were also many homes, from the simple ranch style to breathtaking mansions. We saw several new homes under construction.

At Pebble Beach we browsed through the shops, then sat on the patio of the Lodge and had a drink overlooking the golf course, playground of the rich and famous.
Back at the Hyatt, we showered and prepared for an evening of dining and entertainment on the beach. Three or four buses carried the group to the party location. A cash bar provided drinks throughout the evening. There were three fire rings surrounded by beach chairs and numerous tables available.

Dinner was served buffet style. We were offered barbecued chicken, roast beef, roasted potatoes, corn on the cob, tossed salad. Dessert was peach cobbler and fixin's for s'mores. There was an oldies band who weren't too bad when they were actually singing, but they also tried to be humorous, with less success. At one point the leader of the band made his way through the crowd tapping people for a hula-hoop contest. Again, high on hype, short on entertainment. I did make an effort, but wasn't too successful at anything but being a good sport. Later in the evening there was a limbo stick, but most of the participants were kids.

On Thursday afternoon there was a tour of three local wineries. At the first two we simply heard a bit of the history and hype of their wines.

At Chateau Julien, however, we received an informative tour of the process of wine-making. And it was a lovely property as well. The Chateau Julian Cabernet savignon is worth a try.


Thursday evening was the annual banquet. Larry was surprised by being awarded the President's Award for his work as president in the year following reorganization and the reorienting of a new management company.
Friday several of us went to Carmel-by-the-Sea. We browsed through innumerable shops and boutiques, enjoying lunch at the popular Hog's Breath restaurant.
On Saturday we returned to Cannery Row. I enjoyed walking out on the pier which was occupied by a working fishing business with its stained and weather boats, smells of fish, local folks cleaning and selling the day's catch. Many seals were inhabiting the water under the pier and we heard their raucous barking. We had lunch in a small restaurant located out on the pier, but down the steps and looking out at water level. In the evening, a large group of us returned to that area for dinner and our final evening together.
Sunday everyone was up early and headed for the airport and home. In spite of hearing various horror stories of air travel experience this summer, we were grateful to return home, on schedule, with no problems.