We are heading to Williamsport, PA with a bus ... Livermore to Santa Nella tonight.

Not up and down for breakfast quite as early as yesterday but still one of the first people down. Bus that came in last night when we were walking for food is still here so they aren't in a big rush. Still stuffed from last night so I only have a small yogurt ... then some Cheerios.

Got going about 8:30, bus was still here. I had thought we were heading north and had recorded cemetery info for north. Then BB decides she would like to go walking at a park on the ocean. Almost opposite direction. So I quickly find places to stop in that direction.

But first stop will be Gilroy for garlic. Garlic capital of the world. Lots of interesting (to me) farming. Some of it very labor intense. Lot's of covered crops, Ras or Blackberry's, strawberries all under huge greenhouse type covering, but it is all temp. They take it down to work the fields after the crop.

Cherry season is past, ends about August. Which explains why all the shops are closed. This place didn't have any cherries except dried. So we got some of dried cherries and blueberry's ... some vegetable chips ... diced garlic ... salsa ... stuffed olives. Now to get it back home.

By now BB had done more research and the trails at the park are closed ... maybe because of the fires? We didn't check it out any further.

We did keep heading in that direction. I had looked up two cemeteries to stop at. We get to the first one flowers in half and concrete in the other half. Too big to find what I am looking for so I head to the church, they give me a number to call but we try to find it on our own first. Finally I call, just as the chimes start ringing, so I hang up. I try again five minutes later and the chimes start again. Top of the hour. Someone explained over the phone where I should be looking. No luck, so we head to the office a couple of miles away.

At times, they seemed more confused than I was. They are now in charge of four cemeteries at various times they are referring to different cemeteries and different locations for the same person. It doesn't help that FindAGrave has the information wrong and that BB keyed in the wrong cemetery to start with. FindAGrave had both people listed at the cemetery where the office was, BB had keyed in a cemetery where the church. No one was where the office was, one person was a block away at a 3rd cemetery, one was at the cemetery where the church was, but not the location they gave us on the phone. Another family member, not on my list was at the 4th location.

First we went to the cemetery a block away, did find that grave after a couple of minutes then hit the side streets across town to a cafe to eat.

Cowboys Cafe. Lucked out on a place to park, place was full. Signs saying they will not seat people unless their whole party is there. Out of soup? At noon? I had a french dip and fries, BB had a fish salad. Her's was good. I must be loosing my taste for French Dip, the last few I've had were nothing special. Maybe they do them different in the mid-west? When I used to do reviews of food, a guide for the French Dip was how much au jus I used. Today was all of it on just over 1/2 the sandwich. Sometimes it is 1/2 of it on all the sandwich. But this was a huge sandwich.

Back to the church cemetery. Found the grave within a couple of minutes. Then did find more family where they had told me on the phone, different stone than I was looking for so I hadn't read it.

Now the back roads to the next cemetery. It's an old cemetery with maybe 100 people in it. Mostly old but now a few newer ones. And it is surrounded by an (almost) gated community. Interesting.

The shortest way back is still through Santa Cruz, so we head that way. BB has no interesting in seeing, walking on the beach and the trails are closed so we just head back in the direction of Livermore. Computer says two hours for the next 60 miles. Tight turns on the first part, road construction and traffic on the last part.

At lunch I get a text asking where I want to head with a bus, a little after 3 PM I get a call. I'm driving so my assistant :) picks up. We are going to Williamsport, PA. 2,700 miles, I want/need to follow the CNG route so it will be closer to 2,900. And things are being done differently with the sub dispatcher. We can grab the bus ... now. But we are still an hour plus away.

(Written up two days later)

As soon as we know we have a bus we start checking mileage, routes, motels, rental cars. Good thing we aren't still on the beach when we got this call, we wouldn't be back to the bus until after dark.

At the lot, no one to let us in. I had to wait until one of the other drivers was leaving. Asked later and security doesn't start work until 5 pm. Not sure how the 1st driver got in, no one answered when I buzzed the office either.

Found my bus right away, almost next to the gate. I start checking it out as BB loads it up. No issues, it still takes us an hour to inspect an RV and I have the bus done in 15 minutes. BB takes off to return the rental car as soon as the bus is running. It's getting close to dark, she knows the way but sees much better in the daylight.

Saw five drivers head out while I was checking out my bus, only talked to one enough to know where to put the paperwork since security wasn't working yet.

Head down the same route that we have now done a dozen times before. We are heading back to Santa Nella. I didn't work any yet today so we could run all night. But Santa Nella is the first Choice brand hotel and there is good food nearby. Quality Inn in Santa Nella, Anderson's Split Pea Soup for the 3rd time in two days. We each mixed the best from our prior two meals.