We drove up to Mendocino county for an olive picking party at a friends ranch. We decided to take the rv up the night before and stay at their ranch. Driving up the twisty narrow driveway seemed a bit technical, but Brian maneuvered the rv without any problems. We parked in a field that was close to their house. It was dark by the time we got up there, but we woke up to a spectacular view.
In the morning, we walked with the dogs along the dirt roads that meandered around the hills through the vineyards. The dogs went absolutely crazy. They ran through the fields checking out the new surroundings. Later on that morning, about 80 people and 24 dogs showed up for the olive picking. I was glad to see our dogs weren't the only ones eating olives. I was wondering what the outcome would be later on from all of the olive grubbing. It was a fantastic day, but by 4pm the dogs were tired and ready to go home.
p.s. the outcome of the olive eating - Remo got sick in the middle of the night and Turbie had pitty poops!
