My goal for Tuesday as I left SF was to find a place to surf, go to Sonoma Valley to visit a vineyard and get some wine for my parents, and find somewhere to sleep. With my later than planned start, these goals would end up consuming the entire day and most of the evening. I hugged the coast as much as I could north of SF and checked out a couple of beaches for some surf without any luck. Searching for surf in a vast unknown area takes up lots of time and gas so I scratched my unrealistic plan to surf and instead just focused on the wine. I headed due east and within about an hour or so I was in the famous Sonoma Valley.
|Sonoma Vineyards in winter|
From Sonoma Valley I drove through dark, windy, and wet mountain roads back to the coast. I found the small town of Point Arena where I was hoping to get some waves the next day. When I arrived, I stopped for a beer at a local pub, which gave me a glimpse of the small population of Point Arena. The locals in the pub were not terribly open or friendly but they did direct me to the local surf break and a place where I could park my car. At one point, a couple of really messed up girls came in and disturbed the