Ft. Bragg's Glass Beach

Yesterday spouse and I drove to Ft. Bragg for an adventure. Our first adventure was discovering that on Highway 20, 180 miles does not mean a three-hour drive. It's a four-and-a-half hour drive, over twisty curves, through mountains and ranchland, by Clear Lake and across the Russian River. A beautiful drive, nonetheless.

Once we arrived, our first order of business was lunch. Then we found our way to Glass Beach and went for a walk. Here are just a few of the photos I shot.







More photos can be found here.

rendiru was right. Ft. Bragg is gorgeous, and deserves far more time and exploration than our day trip allowed. We didn't have time to go to the Botanical Gardens, or visit the antique stores or craft stores, or historical downtown, or really see anything other than Glass Beach. I want to go back. I want to stay a few days in one of the nifty little bed and breakfast inns and really explore.

And in the good news department....

...I finally got a decent offer on my house in Arkansas, which I promptly accepted. Escrow should close in about two weeks assuming, of course, the house passes the termite inspection. Which it should. We won't make a whole lot of money, but we will come out ahead.

While I'm trying not to count my chickens too early -- as anyone who has ever sold a house knows, it's not final until the day we sign over the deed -- I am relieved. A large chunk of debt will soon disappear from my credit report, and spouse and I will have several hundred bucks per month to put back in our pockets or, more correctly, back in our savings account.