August 24th, 2008
Been really busy writing synopses the past few days, having wonderful friends read through them and point out the weaknesses so I can revise before sending them to my editor. I want them to be solid before I start working on the first chapters of each proposal.
But here are, finally, the final photos from my trip to San Francisco. These are from the day after the conference was over. I had an extra day in town to play tourist since I couldn’t get a spot on that day’s train, and I’m glad I couldn’t. Terry McLaughlin, fellow Noodler and Harlequin Superromance author, was my tour guide and drove me through some lovely areas of Napa, Sonoma and Marin counties.

A view of Napa Valley from one of the zillions of wineries.

We made a longer stop at the Rubicon Estate, a winery in Napa Valley owned by Hollywood director Francis Ford Coppola. The Coppolas live on the estate, so this is where Sophia grew up.

When you arrive, valets take your car and you walk up the red carpet.

Here’s me in front of Rubicon. Terry and I spend a nice bit sitting in the shade eating sourdough bread and drinking granita, a very tart frozen lemonade type drink.

After leaving the wine country, we headed for the coastal area and Muir Woods National Monument. I love National Park units, and I love trees, so I was in heaven.

It’s a bit of a standing joke that I’m a tree hugger (really), so what else did I do? Why, hug a really big redwood, of course.

After walking through Muir Woods and making a stop at the gift shop where I purchased a T-shirt for myself and one for my sister’s birthday, a redwood bracelet and earrings, postcards, and fridge magnets for the folks, we headed for Muir Beach.

I braved the cold water to stick my feet in the surf. That didn’t last long. Brr.

Then we drove up to the Muir Beach Overlook, which was stunning and very windy. This is the path down to the point of the overlook.

And to the left you can see the beach where we’d stood a few minutes before.

Here’s me at the point. I resisted the urge to face the ocean, with the wind in my hair, and yell, “I’m king of the world!”

See what looks like clouds on the horizon? That’s actually the fog sitting atop the water, making its way toward shore. I’d never seen fog like that before.
So that’s it, my photo journey through San Francisco. I had a great time and want to go back again so I can do the things I missed this time — including Fisherman’s Wharf and riding a cable car.