We left Stephanie and Jack in SF and then headed down the 101 toward Coyote Lake. The weather was sunny and mild, and although we were sad to say goodbye to the kids, our spirits were high. Terry and I like being out in the country, in a spacious campsite where we can relax and get to know our surroundings. Once we got up the very long, steep, winding road, we pulled in and set up camp.
Then, Terry got sick. Really sick. You don’t want details here. But after 3 days of whatever bug he had, we ended up at St. Louise hospital. He received 2 bags of IV fluids and a prescription. Our next 2 nights were spent in a hotel. Poor guy; he was miserable! But the good news is that he has recovered. He is still a little weak, but he thinks he might be able to beat me in golf today.
No, this is not Gilroy. It’s Pebble Beach. And NO we are not playing golf here. But we are in sunny Monterey, and we are playing golf today at Pacific Grove. The Pebble Beach photo was taken while we had a cocktail and calamari overlooking the 18th hole. There is a tournament there, and we watched the last group finish.
Terry is tough. If I were the one to have gotten sick like that, I would have made his life miserable too. Getting sick on the road is not like being in your own sticks and bricks home. The creature comforts that we want when we are sick just aren’t the same in an RV. So maybe I will let Terry beat me in golf today. 😉
Update: Terry won the front and I won the back. 👍⛳️