Ah California. Having just returned from ten days in the sunshine state (wait, or is that Florida…damn, I always forget…although let me say for the record that California kicks arse over Florida, by several orders of magnitude), so yes, having just returned from California I can say without reservation that the place is a glorious, gaping expanse of travel opportunity. Seriously, I was just in So Cal for a week or so, had to work like a dog, but still managed to go horseback riding in the Hollywood Hills, went to the beach, paddled in the ocean and had many a delicious taco (and several Double-Doubles at In-N-Out as well).
I wish I could have stayed for another month or so and just taken my sweet time to go up the coast savoring tacos, the open road and many bottles of Gatorade. And one thing I might have done on the way up, I think, is checked out Gold Country. Yes, when people think of gold in the hills these days they more often picture Silicon Valley and the new digital gold rush taking place. But it was just a hundred or so years ago that people flocked, herded, to California for the real stuff. Shiny yellow metal. And that has always fascinated me, this part of California’s history. So I was intrigued by this piece over at Frommers that offers links and ideas how best to see gold country for yourself.
Of course, while you’re up there, you’ll have to take in wine country as well.