Taxes

Well, it's tax time for us again. We have been having our taxes done in Los Osos, on the Central Coast of California since the early eighties.The trip over from the San Joaquin Valley was cloudy with scattered rain showers.The rolling hills were green, green, green.The trip home had clear skies and temperatures in the low 70's Morro Rock State Historic Landmark was formed about 23 million years ago from the plugs of long-extinct volcanoes. Member of the “Nine Sisters” of volcanic plugs. Home of nesting Peregrine Falcons.Morro Bay
“Morro” is the Spanish name for crown. Named “El Morro” by Portuguese Explorer Juan Rodriguez Cabrillo in 1542.

We drove down the coast to the little town of Nipomo.
Nipomo is located at the foot of the hills of the Temetate Ridge. Appropriately, the name Nipomo is derived from the Chumash Indian word " Nepomah", meaning "the foot of the hills".
We had in mind Jocko's Steak House for a late lunch/early dinner as was suggested to me by the Eggman. (link to his blog on the right)Once an Old West saloon in the late-19th century, the popular eatery in the quaint town of Nipomo is now a raucous, high-energy haven for lovers of good steak, especially those cooked Santa Maria-style over a roaring, fragrant oak fire. Jocko's portions are famously large, and we see many people departing with generous leftovers.OK, I'll have to admit, the best part of our "Get Away Week-end" was the time spent with my wife enjoying the sunsets, the long walks and good converations that we had!
Love you...




*Adimtted confession, all the pictures in this last post were lifted from the internet and are not my own. I forgot the battery to my camera and was not able to take my own pictures.