Gold Country

We left San Jose at 4.30 in the pitch black and it did not begin to get light until we reached Stockton. Mind you, the urban sprawl we were driving through was not much to look at. Just before Stockton we took Highway 4 East towards Highway 99 and then Route 88 towards Sutter Creek.

It was not long before we were in the countryside of the Central Valley and the scenery began to be interesting. We passed a lot of orchards and rows and rows of grape vines sporting their new greenery.

At Lockeford we stopped for breakfast and by 7.30 we were on our way again. It was a beautiful drive through some lovely countryside with masses of wild flowers of every color along the route.

It’s going to be a hot day and already the sun is up and the shades are down. In front of us we can see the Sierras which is always an uplifting sight.

The cattle ranches and vineyards gave way to scrub and rock and we began to climb out of the valley.

When we reached Highway 49 we turned left and stopped off at Sutter Creek.Downtown Sutter Creek

Sutter Creek

The first thing that caught our attention was a huge banner announcing the 49er Bypass Challenge for Walkers, Runners and Bikers was taking place today. Trust us to arrive when something was going on. The same sort of thing happened to us on our first trip to Murphys and also to Volcano. In Murphys it was a Homecoming Parade and in Volcano a chili cook off.

Another banner was strung across Main Street and the middle of the town was cordoned off so we turned up a side street and found a small car park and took a wander around.

They call this city the Jewel of the Gold Country and it is a very cute place. The main street consists of cafes, gift shops and antique emporiums all situated in buildings constructed over a hundred years ago. Sutter Creek was a tent town during the latter half of the 1800s when gold was found nearby. Be warned, the sidewalk is not suitable for wheelchairs as there are lots of levels and steps.

Today there was a lot of bustle as volunteers for the 49er Bypass Challenge where busy setting up water stations and cones and contestants with numbers pinned to their vests were warming up and studying route maps. There were four routes – a 1 mile walk around town, 5 and 10 kilometer course for runners and a 25k bike ride and they all started and finished at the same point with staggered starting times.

We stopped off at the Backroads Cafe where Tom had a decent cup of coffee and I treated myself to a cup of chocolate (without the whipped cream). Everybody was very friendly and I chatted to the coffee servers, the volunteers in the street, the competitors and the passerbys. There is a laid back and relaxed feel about the place.

I was surprised at how few competitors there were. The first call was for girls 6-7 and men over 80 but there were no participants. There were about a dozen different starting times for the under fifteens and the over 35s but nobody came forward. The announcer was having a hard time to get anybody on the start line. There was one call for 69 year old females so no wonder there were no takers – who wants everybody to know how old you are? It all seemed a little complicated to me and the announcer struggled to get all the categories and start times right. By 9 though he had a few takers and we watched small groups set off on the 10k run in one direction and the dozen bikers set off on the 25k course in the other direction. Between 9 and 9.30 there was a lull before the participants for the 5k run were called to the starting point.

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April 16 2008 | Special Places | No Comments »

Lockeford Inn Restaurant

After a 4.30 start, we were ready for breakfast by the time we got to Lockeford. Now you are probably wondering where Lockeford is. It is east of Stockton and we were on our way to the Gold Country. This is new territory for us and we did not know what to expect in the way of breakfast, but we spotted this place with an open sign in the window so pulled in.

It was just after 6.30 but there were a few cars in the large car park. The restaurant was large so with just a couple of other customers we could sit anywhere and picked a booth. Due to the large size of the car park and the signs on all the tables saying ‘Truckers Special’ I’m guessing this is a regular stop for truckers.

Most of the seating is booths with just a few tables and chairs in the middle and 11 places at the counter.

Our server was, to put it bluntly, abrupt. She appeared rushed, which was strange seeing how empty the place was. To the other customers though she was friendly but to us, mere tourists, she was not. Tom order Portuguese scramble with linguica and English muffin and was told, in almost an accusing manner, that the muffin was 50c extra. I ordered the oatmeal, after checking that it was not instant oatmeal (‘of course not, it’s made fresh every morning’) with a side of toast.

There is not a lot to say about the decor. A few bland flower pictures in gold frames and a sprig of artificial flowers on each table and that’s it. There are no quirky touches to make it memorable.

My oatmeal did not look very appetizing when it was plonked on the table in front of me. It was in a small white bowl on a small white plate but what immediately took my attention was the water it was swimming in. The best I can say about it is that it was not stodgy and overcooked and it was hot. On another plate were small plastic containers of brown sugar and raisins and a small plastic glass, a quarter full of milk. Tom’s scramble looked reasonable and he said the linguica was nice and spicy but on the negative side there was not enough egg, the cheese was not melted, the potatoes were not crispy and it as merely warm not hot. Also the coffee was weak and tasteless.

The restroom was large, clean and adequate but without a trace of ornamentation at all, it was soulless.

You can guess our verdict. It is not somewhere we would ever go to again and we certainly don’t recommend it.

April 12 2008 | Breakfast Log | No Comments »