Strawberry Fields forever . . .played through my head on ASL Walk Day 11 as we meandered past one strawberry field after another. There were literally miles and miles of strawberries! Yes, we ALL swiped one. Yup, bad, bad, bad. But they were delicious!
At the end of our 15-mile walk, we stayed overnight in Castorville sleeping on the floor of a gymnasium. Did you know that Castorville is THE capital of artichokes? I didn’t either. We shared some fried ones we bought at a fruit stand along the way. I didn’t really taste the artichoke, but they were good.
If you’re looking for what to do next May, why not attend the artichoke festival? Their 2013 festival just happened, so you’ve got plenty of time to plan.
Below are the photo highlights from Day 11 of the 30-day Walk for ASL.
Enjoy!
xoxoxoxo from Sj
Day 11 started in a mist . . . shot from the HUGE tent I sometimes share with the ladies.
Here's what to expect . . . more or less. : )
Each morning before we leave, there's a buzz about the camp.
Jon has a system for loading his truck. Thanks Jon for volunteering for the entire month of May!
Gina grabbed my camera, so a different perspective!
Reminds me of my Aunt . . . there's a family story about her wanting her picture taken from the back so she could know what she looks like. : )
Farewell Sunset State Beach!
The made me the last person to bring up the rear this day . . . wait for me!
Heidi's been hired by an ASL organization back in her home state of Colorado. She does stand-up now and then.
Support car ready to go!
This was strawberry farm day.
We passed farm . . .
after farm . . . lots and lots of workers were busy picking.
Not llamas but . . . ?
One farm . . .
Same farm . . .
I didn't think about being in a Tsunami zone. Aloha!
Three years after my Mom was born . . . thirteen after my dad . . .
See the birds?
And ducks?
And irrigation pipes?
We had Joy with us that day. : )
Potty break . . .
Lots of bikers chose this same route . . .
Strawberry picking time!
That's me . . . posing for the Joneses.
Tony called on Face Time. We had a nice chat while I munched a strawberry.
Day 11 Lunch Break was at a bus stop somewhere in strawberry country.
Chris, who volunteered to help prepare meals for a month.
Rachel, Chris' wife of 3-years (I believe); she's organizing the volunteers.
Time to stretch!
And check out the local Smurf family.
Coming into civilization . . .
At least that's what I thought . . .
Can you see what's on the back of his bike? Some kind of animal skull or something or other.
Always wondered where Moss Landing State Beach was.
Seemed like a cool idea, but I didn't see anything that bared resemblance to the name.
Seals!!!
The group had dwindled after lunch . . . and then we met up with them!
Pauline, striking a pose . . . the towers behind her had been in our sightline for days.
We'd entered the artichoke capitol of the world!
Moi-choke
Sharon-choke
Carol-choke
We tried the fried artichokes, AND I got a bag of strawberries. Yum!
Heading toward Castorville . . .
See? Shoots! We'll miss the festival.
Cute old looking town. BTW, I'd been feeling Steinbeck on my mind this entire day . . . Salinas isn't far away.
