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From Costa Mesa, it's about 115 miles to Julian. Starting from home mid-morning, we covered the easiest part of the trip, that on multi-lane freeways, in time for our stomachs to be grumbling for lunch. But, we still had forty some miles on two-lane road to go, most of it winding up over 4000 feet through the foothills. When we arrived in Julian we found parking in a public lot and looked around for the closest place to find two very important things - food and restrooms!
We settled on the Rong Branch Restaurant and Gift Shop for lunch. While waiting to be seated, we met the first of many dogs we were going to see in this, obviously, canine-friendly town. The two pictured are Treeing Walker Coon Hounds, close cousins to fox hounds, thrilled by attention and sweet as could be. Parked in front of the Rong Branch were lots of Harley Davidson Motorcycles. Actually, all over town there were lots of bikes and bikers. Having just completed the winding drive there, we quickly figured out that Julian is well-loved by bike groups for day rides.
After lunch we meandered through the village, peeking into lots of quaint shops. Margaret did one bit of Christmas shopping, then had to talk Larry out of buying yet another bird feeder! And, we admired the architecture of old, old structures that have been threatened over and over by fire. The sign on the Julian Cafe and Bakery reads "Built in 1872 - Burned in 1957 - Restored in 1978" . It was a reminder that as recently as just one year ago Julian and its inhabitants feared total loss in a firestorm.
We were reluctant to leave, but more reluctant to travel back down through the mountain road switchbacks after dark. We did make a quick stop just outside of town at the location where the guided tours of Julian begin. The old cider house and the wooden water tower were picturesque reminders of the town's root. Continuing down the winding road, we were able to pull over at a couple of turn-outs and get pictures of the wide open, rugged countryside that makes up this part of Southern California.
When highway 78 turned back into freeway, just past Escondido, we decided we'd try to make it back to the ocean in time for the sunset. We a-l-m-o-s-t made it... Though the sun had already gone past the horizon, the colors over the water were spectacularly beautiful.
We called our dear neighbors from Oceanside to check on "the girls", and invited them to join us next day for a casual Sunday dinner of salad, potato leek soup with ("lite" turkey) kielbasa, and slices of the fresh apple pie we were bringing home with us. That should be the perfect ending to a great weekend in our little world.