Stepping Out With Wylla Stout: Going Back to Cali

 We just returned from a very quick trip to California. Craig's Grandmother passed away last summer, and we joined the family in Murphys, Ca for a memorial service and celebration of her remarkable life.

This was Wylla's second trip down the coast, and just like the first time, she did well during the 1600 + mile journey. She slept most of the way, and only objected when we drove through the curvy mountain passes.  We made frequent stops for snacks, drinks, and bathroom breaks.



The first day we drove about eight hours, and landed in Yreka, California. We found a hotel,  loaded all of our luggage and gear in, and gave Wylla  a chance to explore the room thoroughly and have a snack.












After ever nook and surface was sniffed, we stepped out into the heat and took a little walk through the hills and stretched our legs.









We headed out early the next morning and made it to Yuba City, Grandma Sally's former home. 

Another day, another hotel.





We spent one night in Yuba City and did some work around Grandma Sally's house. I think Wylla remembered visiting here before, because she settled in so quickly when we arrived.



The next day, we headed to Murphys, Ca for the service.  We spent a little time exploring this charming town with Wylla riding on Craig's shoulders.






The next morning, the service was held at the cemetery, and yes, Wylla went with us. When we travel with Wylla, there really isn't an option of leaving her in the hotel, so where we go, she goes.  It does make things complicated at times,  but it always works out because she's always so good.

We kept her in her carrier during the service, and she was calm the whole time.  I know it does sound a bit odd bringing a cat to such an event, but if you knew Grandma Sally,  you would agree that she would be completely delighted that a cat attended her memorial service.   She would love that Wylla was there triggering many smiles during this solemn event.






After the service, we headed to the hall for Sally's celebration of life.



And again, Wylla was so calm and good.



We got back on the road later that night,  and headed north.   A couple of hotels and a few hundred miles later, we arrived safely at home.

Bean stayed at home, she's not much of a traveler, and her buddy Sarah took care of her.  She was very happy to see us when we returned, and was very curious about the 1600 + miles of smells her sister brought back with her.