Then, went back to Rob's and got my bike and biked the 7 miles to Yountville. I took the road that followed along Route 29, so there was not so much traffic:
Here is Yountville, filled with tourists!
Walked around a bit and got a sandwich, raspberry macaroon, and Coke from Bouchon bakery, which is supposed to be world famous, but I did not know that at the time. Here is my not-quite-the-French-Laundry lunch:
Had a much rougher ride going back home because there was a stiff headwind that made me feel as if my tires were flat. Took about twice as long to ride the 7 miles back, and my knees and muscles are complaining now, but it was a very good ride! Hardest part was trying to cross Route 29 because there are no stop lights along the route and the divided highway has a 55 MPH speed limit with no breaks in traffic. One car honked at me as I was crossing. Wouldn't it have been more polite to slow down a bit to allow me to cross than just lay on the horn?? Beginning to dislike agressive and rude California drivers.