Scríobh mé agaibh faoi an priomh-leath de mo turas go gCalifoirnea Thuas an uair seo caite anseo. Inseoidh mé anois faoi mo turas ar ais mo bhaile ar feadh an turas féin. Ar dtús, d'iarr muid a ceannaigh bolg silíní dubh eile agus cliabh sú talann níos mó ina margadh Ghleanntan Prúna ag imeall an cathair na Salainn. Ach, ní raibh muid ábalta a dhéanamh deas-iompaigi go margadh sin. Ní raibh muid ár gluastain a déanta seo ón mbóthar mór 101. Bíodh brú tráchta go minic ansin.
Mar sin, thiomaint muid níos sia ar aghaidh i bhfad. Chonaic muid fógrán poíblí ag díol sútha talann ar an taobh thall den bóthar. Mar sin féin, níor thuig muid go mbeadh oscailte an áit seo ag imeall an cathair na Salainn.
Is maith liom ag dul ar an bóthar 101, áfach. Tá sé níos mall, ar ndóigh. Is brea liom a fheicéail na feirmeachaí agus an mám go an tAigéan Ciúin in aice leis Naomh Barbara.
Ní bhfuair ár bialann Meicsiceach ceannán ina sráidbhaile na Guadalupe ag trasna na stasiún traen ansin. Dhún é. Tá brón orainn.
Bheul, níor d'ól mé beoir saor ina bialann eile ansin; thug mé ina gluastain beagán buidéil leanna dubh ar bhaile go Naomh Críos, fós. Ní raibh maith ag "asalín glasraí" agam níos mó, ach bhí maith ag ithe Niall, Leon agus Léna reasunta mór ina "El Tapatio." D'iarr mé ag tiomaint go tuathród 135 go Guadalupe go dtí suas Naomh Mhúire.
Cheannaigh muid sútha talann chomh milis le mil in aice leis sráidbhaile na hOrcutt. Chruinnigh siad is nua. Stád mé amuigh faoin aer úr in aice leis an farraige glas i tsamraidh ansiúd an Sleibhte le Cladach.
D'ith mé na sútha is milis riamh an maidin lá arna dhiaidh sin i mo bricfeasta. Bhí cuimhne liomsa an feirm agus an aer aríst. Is docha, cuirfeadh mé cuairt eile go "Feirm Pheadarín" a cheannaigh sútha an turas seo chugainn ar thuas.
Food and Drink to the South
I wrote to you all about my first half of my trip to Northern California the last time here. I will tell now about my journey back to my home during this same trip. At the start, we wished to buy another bag of dark cherries and a basket of more strawberries at the Prunedale Market on the outskirts of the city of Salinas.
But, we could not make a left-turn to that market. Our car could not do this on Highway 101. There's often heavy traffic there.
Therefore, we drove a bit farther on down. We saw a sign selling strawberries on the other side of the highway. All the same, we did not understand where this place might be open around Salinas.
I like going along Highway 101, however. It's slower, of course. I love to see the farms and the mountain pass to the Pacific Ocean near Santa Barbara.
We did not find our favorite Mexican restaurant in the town of Guadalupe across from the train station there. It was closed.. We were sad.
Well, I did not drink cheap beer in another restaurant there; I had taken in the car a few bottles of dark beer home from Santa Cruz, still. I did not like my "little donkey" (~veggie burrito) much, but Niall, Leo and Layne liked eating well enough at "El Tapatio." I sought to drive the country road 135 from Guadalupe to below Santa Maria.
We bought strawberries sweet as honey near the town of Orcutt. They were gathered the freshest. I stood out in the fresh air near the green summer coast over the Coastal Range.
I ate the sweetest berries ever the morning after for my breakfast. I remembered myself the farm and the air again. I hope, I may pay another visit to "Little Pete's Farm" to buy berries on my next trip North.
Grianghraf/Photo: Sú Talann (Albanachaí) ó Naomh Mhúire/"Albions" from Santa Maria Strawberry.com
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