I know the "mission" in Mission Cafe refers to Mission San Juan Bautista. But, every time I look at the restaurant's sign, I think of space exploration.
Hollister, California is a real town that has been around since the 1870s. Unlike the fictional town created by a corporate clothing company, Hollister is no where near a beach. The town is about 45 miles east of the Pacific Ocean. Seagulls occasionally make their way over the mountains. Hopefully, they are able to find their way back.
Friday, December 28, 2012
. . .And we have lift off
I know the "mission" in Mission Cafe refers to Mission San Juan Bautista. But, every time I look at the restaurant's sign, I think of space exploration.
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Thursday, December 27, 2012
A Model Railroad
Did you happen to see the elaborate model railroad at the San Benito County Fair this year? Or, last year? Or, maybe the year before? The San Juan Pacific Model Railroaders lay out their miniature world of fun in a large room. It's so worth a visit to the fair just to see the model trains at work. Toot! Toot!
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Bolado Park Golf Club
On a whim, the Husband and I decided to pull into the Bolado Park Golf Club, just off of Highway 25, a bit south of Tres Pinos. Neither of us play golf, but that wasn't going to stop us from possibly hitting a bucket of balls on the driving range.
Hundreds of years ago when I was a Hollister Haybaler, I played a round of golf once on the 9-hole course. The girl PE teachers thought it would be a good experience for us girls to top off our quarter in golf with a game on an actual golf course. I remember hitting quite a few divots into the air.
The Bolado Park Golf Club is a public golf course. It was established in the late 1920s. It was Hollister's first golf course. For more information, check out the golf course's Web site. You can also find a couple of videos of people playing there in the 1940s.
As for the Husband and me on the day of our visit, we rented (correct word?) a small bucket of golf balls for $3. Three bucks! What a deal for a bit of fun. We didn't have any golf clubs, but the lovely lady running the show let us borrow a few of them that were lying around the shop.
The Husband did quite well hitting the balls down the drive for only the second or third time in his life. Me, I managed to hit only one divot into the air. Pretty good, I say.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Monday, December 24, 2012
City Hall Trees
Anyone else see a woman's body wearing a long skirt or apron in that tree trunk?
The tree's companions have a similar shape. This one is just more pronounced, at least to me. The trees grace the front of the City Hall.
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