I just don’t know where the time goes. We got up at a reasonable hour and ate and showered but not much else because by the time we got out the door it was 1:00 PM. However, we finally got rolling and headed out on an adventure.
Our first uneducated guess took us down the big sand spit that separates Humboldt Bay from the Pacific. It is about what we expected when driving down the road on a spit but we did find a beautiful old Coast Guard building with an abundance of fencing and wire keeping out the curious. We also found some gorgeous old residences in the village of Samoa, home to the venerable Samoa Cookhouse and its logging camp food. I was a logger when I was younger and I can state that loggers generally eat a lot better than anything served at the Cookhouse. The last two times we have dined there we were disappointed so we gave it a pass today.
Instead, we crossed the bay on the bridge from Samoa to Eureka and checked out a place Peggy wanted to see called Holly Yashi. We have purchased jewelry from this creator before, in National Parks, we think, but this time we went into the main store and found a great little shop with tons of great stuff. There’s jewelry, household stuff like plates and dishes, household decorating stuff, soap, candles and a variety of other doo-dads. I generally detest shopping in all its forms but I actually liked the Holly Tashi store. Peggy liked it even more because our collective wallet was substantially lighter after we checked out.
Cruising through the Old Town section of Eureka we passed by the stunning Carson Mansion which isn’t called the Carson Mansion anymore because some club named Ixnay, Intaglio or Ingomar, I think, bought the spectacular building and quickly excluded everybody except the Ixnayans. Fortunately, the new owners can’t stop folks from looking at the outside of this pretty house.
Then we sort of slipped up. We went to a place called Jack’s Seafood on the Eureka waterfront and were treated to a fair meal. Their soups were good and Peggy liked the shrimp in her shrimp fettucini but my fish and chips were just about nominal. It is also pretty pricey so we are going to give Jack’s a C-.
The waterfront is very scenic but it seems to be infested with the homeless. The residents look like long-termers. I hope they have blankets because it gets cold here at night. We will try to be more productive tomorrow, maybe.
To see some pictures of funky Arcata and Eureka stuff, click here