|The Pacific; photo by Rhonda|
|the Director's Cabin|
We divied up the many rooms. Practically needed a map -->
to navigate around...
As Ingrid prepared chicken Chicken in Grape Sauce and Polenta with a Salad ala Nancy, the reconnective chatter proceeded. Note to those concerned, all Hens and their varied dependents are faring well. Most are now mercifully retired with Hen Robbie the next to join the ranks of those no longer in need of an alarm clock.
|Ingrid cooking up polenta, while Rhonda & Robbie attack the Clementines|
|Quorum of Hens over dinner with wine... lots of lovely wines, compliments of Rhonda|
|Ingrid and Robbie enroute|
|Rhonda's photo of Monarch Butterflies roosting in a Eucalyptus|
While I went for a not-terribly-long walk to the Asilomar boardwalk,
There are interesting old Asilomar buildings nestled in the sandy scenery.
|Shady boardwalk leading off to the dunes and overlooks|
|View of with the Pacific|
|Despite both of us holding still, iPhone photo is still a little blurry|
Post hikes, of the energetic and the sluggish types, it was time for the usual cheesy, winey Hen celebration. A galaxy of cheeses were provided courtesy of generous Rhonda: smoked gouda, Wesleydale with cranberries, and for amusement, if not flavor, there was Fat Bottom Girl Bleating Heart and Buff Blue Bleating Heart.
|Creatures with udders worked hard to make our treats|
|Umm.. some rich 'Humboldt Fog'|
|And some garlicky 'Vampire Slayer'!|
And back to our weekend get-together, when Sunday morning rolled around, we were all in shock. Truly, for some mysterious reason, of all the Hen Parties we've held, this one shot by the quickest. It felt to all concerned like it had lasted only half a day, tops. Had some wizard or witch of another dimension cast a time relativity spell on us? How could 2.5 days and 2 nights shoot by so 'don't-blink-or-you'll-miss-it' rapidly? We will never know, and we can only conclude we need to have another Hen Party, and fast!
Ah me! In closing, enjoy a few of Rhonda's wonderful sunset photos from Saturday night, from Asilomar's coastal dunes.