DAY 51- Trail of Tears Closed and Templeton...

The night before I located the Lamp Liter Inn; no thanks to Google maps but after that I just didn’t feel like driving around.  In fact, I could use a drink after all of the construction and curvy road driving.  I got checked into the hotel which is just off of the freeway.  I instantly felt at home with the hum of the interstate traffic because for the last 5 years I had lived in an apartment where I could hear that familiar low drone.  There was a restaurant/bar on premises and I headed to the bar.  I ordered a nice pastrami sandwich with a beer and just relaxed as I sat at the bar.  I struck up a conversation after a bit with an older Latino couple and they were just a fun couple. 

Photo- The wonderful landscaping near the pool area at Lamp Liter Inn.

I sleep wonderfully with that hum of traffic and the next morning woke up refreshed.  The Lamp Liter Inn has been past its heyday but it was clean and had some nice landscaping.  There were cute little homey touches like- fake plants in the room and cute little tole paintings on the doors to the room.  But there was a shortage of plug ins and that was a bit of a challenge for a lamp top, cell phone, and etc.  There was also a very nice pool that I would’ve liked to enjoy but it was just a bit on the cold side.  I went over to the restaurant and had lunch while in the next booth a couple of local businessman talked about salvaging some fruit.  It was interesting hearing them talk and I just sat quietly eavesdropping. 

When I went to check out,turned in my key (an actual metal key) and I asked the clerk about something nearby where I could explore or check out for a couple of hours.  It wasn’t that far of a drive over to Templeton and I had told the Bed and Breakfast there that my expected arrival time would be about 4pm.  So I had a bit of time on my hands.  The clerk recommended a local park called Grove Park.  The park was a place along the “Trail of Tears” and there was also a museum on the premises and a huge Indian statue too.  It sounded perfect for what I was looking for.  I got the directions and headed out.

Photo- Grove Park's Trail of Tears statue as I took through fence posts. 

Photo- Yep! Another place that got the memo about my coming to town!

I got there to the entrance to the park and found that they had gotten the memo about me being in town too.  The park was closed on Tuesdays and Wednesdays.  I found a parking spot just off the road and took a picture of the statue between the bars of the fence.  But it appears that the “Trail of Tears” was closed to me today.  Darn it!  I drove back through the town of Visalia which seemed like it had the usual city fare of shopping strip malls and restaurants; all of which was landscaped with a touch of palm trees.  I found the freeway and headed south wearily following the Google directions.

Photo- Some of the barren area but with a bit of hills.

I headed into a huge flat area with almost a nothing out there type of landscape.  It rather reminded me of the drive from Salt Lake City to Wendover, NV where you drive for miles with the Salt Flats to the north.  Only I will say that this nothingness did have warmer colors than the grays out by the Salt Flats.  The landscape was all a golden blond of dry flat but at least the sky was blue.  The landscape slowly turned to a bit more hilly but with the same colors.

I finally came to a small town that had a gas station and thought I had better fuel up since I didn’t know when the next station would be.  While there I asked the Latino man at the counter where the restroom was.  He pointed to the back and said all the way back and to your left.  I ended up going back in the stock room area where there was the dirtiest restroom ever.  I didn’t sit and I tried to touch as little as possible but when you got to go, you got to go.  I continued my drive towards Templeton. 

Photo- A wonderful ocean view just south of where the Hearst Castle turn off is.

As I got closer to Templeton the scenery really changed and became pretty.  It was about two hours earlier than what I had told the Bike Lane Inn to expect me.  I decided to check out this sign that said Hearst Castle 32 miles away.  I ended up going along some farms and vineyards on Hwy 46 on the way over to Hwy 1 where I ended up at the ocean beach.  It was a beautiful scenic drive.  I did eventually end up driving to the entrance of the California State Park entrance for Hearst Castle but it was terribly busy and I wanted to back in time to check in to my room at Bike Lane Inn.  So I turned around and headed back towards Templeton.

Photo- The very scenic vineyard area just outside of Templeton.

 

Bike Lane Inn is a wonderful little bed and breakfast that kind of caters to cyclists.  After I got settled in a bit, Elaine served me wine with crackers and cheese and sat down with me.  We pored over bike map routes that her and her husband had designed for the area.  There were several different distances and routes to choose from.  This was wonderful!  I wish I had gotten told them that I would’ve arrived sooner and then I could have gone out that night. But it was too late for that night.  Instead, I changed and walked down the four blocks to Templeton’s Main Street to find somewhere for dinner that night.

Photo- The inside of AJ's Spur with a wonderful old western saloon feel to it.

I decided to eat at A.J.’s Spur which was an old fashioned western restaurant/saloon.  I sat at the bar area and ordered a beer along with a bar special for dinner.  While I was still working on my dinner I got involved with talking to an older gentlemen named Ike who was taking care of some family business in the area.  We talked about the area of Templeton and my experience in Fresno and all matter of subjects.  The next thing I know it’s after 9PM and they are closing down the restaurant and bar. 

Due to the poor economy a great deal of places closed earlier.  If you wanted to actually go out to a bar in the area, you would have to drive to near Paso Robles and go to Applebee’s.  This rather floored me because I thought Utah could be bad for bars and people that liked to drink.  But then again, I wondered how much of it was done that way because everyone may have already been out wine tasting at various vineyards and may have already had enough to drink in one day.  Calling it a night, I walked back up the hill to the Bike Lane Inn.

DAY 42- Golden Gate Park, Cliff House, & Sutro Baths...

I decided to commute into San Francisco city with Mona and spend the day sightseeing the HUGE Golden Gate Park.  The park is situated near the downtown area.  The edge of it starts in downtown and then spans all the way to the Ocean Beach on the other side.  It’s about half mile wide (north to south) and a little over 3 miles long (east to west).  It’s touted as being 20% larger than Central Park in New York and it consists of 1,017 acres.  The park started out as nothing but “outside lands” in the 1860’s which consisted mostly of unwanted sand dunes.  The park was started under the guise of recreation; it was really the hopes that if they could stabilize the sand dunes that they could eventually develop it and expand housing to the area. Check out Wikipedia for more info, but it really had a somewhat checkered past.  But with all of this going for it, you could easily see that visiting this park could be an all-day affair.

At about 9am, I started into the south east corner of the park near the Haight-Ashbury section.  You may recognize the Haight-Ashbury as the site of the “Human Be-In” of 1967 preceding the Summer of Love which led to Free Love.  I was hoping to explore this section of San Francisco if I had time later on in the day.  But I really was interested in exploring the Golden Gate Park today. 

I was told to start a little later in the morning because there are a great deal of homeless people that sleep in the east section of the park and some of the younger homeless can get a little rowdy.   By 9am most of the homeless people are awake and packed up for the day.  But as I entered in you could see people walking out of the park with full shopping carts.  Most of them returned my good mornings.

Photo- The Children's Playground area look like a fun area for kids to play.

It was rather amazing walking into the park because within moments you are enveloped in trees and paths; you almost lose the noise of city traffic.  People are running and walking; getting their exercise for the day.  One of the first interesting sections of the park that I came across was the Children’s Playground.  I skirted around the edge of this because it said no adults allowed without a minor.  I just took a couple of pictures of it but I could imagine that this playground area would be filled up later in the day.  There was a wonderful sandstone like building that was surrounded by potted red blossomed plants called Sharon Art Studio that wasn’t opened yet but appeared to be an area where kids could experiment with art.

Photo- The entrance to the wonderful little Shakespeare's Garden.

Photo- Inside the Shakespeare's Garden, a lovely walk under trees
with a sundial in the middle.

I walked by an area that had two large baseball diamonds with stands.  There were signs for an AIDS Memorial Grove which looked like a forest from the outside area as I walked by.  I continued on and discovered a Shakespeare’s Garden.  I walked into a wonderfully arranged mature garden area where there were nice benched sitting areas, a walk arched by trees with a sundial in the middle, and a little cement patio area where three men appeared to be working on rehearsing some kind of play while I was there.

Photo- The Bandshell on the Music Concourse.

Photo- The Scott F. Fitzgerald Statue with a dedication to the Star Spangled Banner.

My favorite section was the Music Concourse, where there was a music Bandshell which is called Spreckles Temple of Music which was built in 1894 for a California Mid-Winter International Exposition.  The area also has several statues of various musical geniuses scattered about like; Verdi, Scott F. Fitzgerald, and Beethoven- just to name a few.  There are also 4 fountains and a gridded array of pollarded trees with benches sitting among them.  I sat down and had a little snack and watched a group of people doing their Tai Chi exercises.  It was very peaceful watching them and hearing the fountains in the background.

Photo- Groups of people doing their Tai Chi exercising.  I've been told that this is
a common sight in San Fran where over 45% of the population is Oriental.

Not far from the Music Concourse is the California Academy of Sciences which is touted as one of the largest natural history museum in the world.  It was not open yet and I chose not to wait.  Their current exhibition was called “Earthquakes” and being in the area that I was the thought of going in an exhibit about earthquakes just made me think too much about the possibilities of something happening while I was in the area.  I was very much playing with the idea that ignorance is bliss.

Photo- The very modern De Young Museum.

Immediately to the north of the Music Concourse is the DeYoung Museum which is a fine arts museum originally opened in 1921 but was totally rebuilt in 2005 after the earthquake of 1989 had severely damaged the building.  Now can you understand my ignorance is bliss attitude?  I’m right in the center of earthquake territory.  Of course, this Art Museum did get the memo that I would be in town and was of course, closed for the day.  Go figure!  But I did very much enjoy walking around the very modern building and its unique landscaping.

Photo- Stowe Lake the largest of the lakes in Golden Gate Park.

Next I came upon Stowe Lake which is one of the larger lake areas in the Golden Gate Park.  You can rent a pedalboat or a rowboat to go out on the lake.  There’s a large island in the middle which is called Strawberry Hill.  I took the hike that goes around and up to the top of the hill.  You can see above the trees and into the city area; some amazing views.  To the north of the Stowe Lake there’s the Japanese Tea Gardens which is touted as the oldest public Japanese garden in the U.S.  There’s an entrance fee to get in and I was still only halfway through the park.  I felt like there was still enough free stuff to see.

Photo- The view from Strawberry Hill of the downtown. 
You can just see the tops of the downtown buildings.

I continued westward in the Park.  I walked by a waterfall just off a street area I was walking on.  I walked by the soccer/polo fields.  There was a paddocks area where buffalo were resting.  My feet and legs were really starting to feel all the walking.  There were picnic areas and barbeque pits.  I walked by a couple more small lakes.  Then as I got closer to the west side I saw a HUGE Dutch windmill. 

Photo- People lounging on the beach and surfers catching the waves.

Then, I saw the “Great Highway” which is a main road that goes along the beach area.  I walked across the street with a stoplight.  I walked along the ocean beach where there were all kinds of activity.  People were resting, sunning, and playing on the beach.  There were even a few surfers catching the waves.  I sat on a bench and watched.

After a while, I decided to walk back across the street to the Beach Chalet which has a couple of restaurants and holds a visitor’s center for the Golden Gate Park.  I looked at both of the menus for the restaurants and looked over the restaurants interiors too.  I felt more at ease with the back patio area of the Park Chalet restaurant.  It was a much more casual atmosphere.

Photo- Wonderful views from the back patio area of the Cliff House.

After I ate and had a beer, I headed north along the beach and over to the Cliff House which is about ½ mile and a walk up a hill.  It was a wonderful view from the back of the Cliff house.  I then climbed a back walled area and hiked into the Sutro Baths ruins.  At one time the Sutro Baths were the height of public swimming pools; featuring 7 different swimming pools- one of which was fresh water and 6 others of salt water with various temperatures.  All of these pools were enclosed under a steel and glass ceiling that was inset into the lower beach area next to the Cliff House.  The pools were directly filled with water from the ocean at high tides and at low tides there were turbine powered pumps; keeping the water consistently moving.  There used to be a railroad that dropped off visitor’s to the Baths.  Eventually, the Baths became too costly to operate and closed.  Shortly, after that in 1966 there was a fire that destroyed the Baths.  But it was interesting imagining the place by the remains of what was left.

Photo- The Sutro Baths ruins with the Cliff House in the background.

Next, I walked down the hill from the Cliff House and over to Fulton Street to catch the 5 Fulton Bus back to near where I started the morning.  My feet were very tired by this time and I was ready for a bit of riding in the bus.  While waiting for the bus, an older man was smoking pot and offering it to the teenagers that were also waiting for the bus.  I stood on the other side farthest away from them.  He probably had a medical pass to have the marijuana which is becoming more and more common in the state.  It’s almost a joke how they get these passes that they might as well legalize it in the state.  I was told that even I could go in and get one in a few hours no problem if I wanted it.  I will admit that it was bit of a cultural shock for me coming from Utah.

Photo- The outside of the beautiful St. Ignatius Church.

The bus finally came and I rode it back into the downtown city area.  I still had a bit more time before I needed to meet Mona.  So I stopped by the University of San Francisco campus for a bit.  The University of San Francisco is a Roman Catholic Jesuit school and is the second oldest institution of higher learning in California.  The nickname for the University’s 50 acre campus is called the “Hilltop” because the campus is located at one of the peaks of the San Francisco’s hills.     I visited inside of the beautiful Saint Ignatius church which some people have said reminded them of the cathedrals in Europe.  It was very beautiful inside I will admit but I have never been to Europe so I can't say how it rates.  But I also have never felt comfortable taking pictures inside a Catholic church, a silly Catholic thing with me, so I didn’t take one except for the atrium area just inside the doors.

Photo- Just inside the doors area of Ignatius Church.

I quickly walked by and admired the outside of the Gleeson Library and a large open campus area where students were camped out on the lawn area reading their books and catching some sun.  It looked like a wonderful place to be learning.  But it was time to meet Mona and get started on the commute back to Walnut Creek which can be rather grueling at times.  I teased Mona that I must have brought her luck because it only took about an hour when she says it usually will take her an hour and a half.

DAY 35- Dune Buggies to Eureka!

I woke up to what I thought was an amazing sight.  The sun is rising but it looks like a huge orange globe rising out of foggy clouds.  I threw on a jacket and ran out with my camera and got a picture.  I was the only one that seemed rather excited at the sight.  Is this a common thing to happen here and I just don’t know it?  They just watched me as I excitedly took pictures in my p.j.’s.  (Of course, I’m not sticking out like a sore thumb here. J)

Photo- I was the only one impressed with this scene
but I thought it was wonderful.

I drove north to the Spinreel rental place which was about 14 mile drive.  About ½ mile before the turn off for Spinreel, the traffic came to a complete stop and I waited about 15 min. because of construction.  Thank goodness I had left about 25 min early but I was still getting nervous that I would miss my dune buggy ride.  But there was a whole lot of nervous finger tapping going on in my car.

Photo- Of dunes, where trees get buried in sand and eventually die.
It's a constant battle between the pine trees and dunes.
 

I made it with a few minutes to spare, whew!  Right at 10AM on the dot the wonderful people at Spinreel opened their doors; just after bringing out all of the various vehicles that they rent out.  I tell you there’s a lot to choose from! I filled out a waiver form, paid, and introduced myself to my fellow riders; an older couple from Canada, Sharon and Rafael (Raf, for short).  I was rather glad to have an older couple figuring the dune buggy wouldn’t be such a roller coaster ride because I’m not so good on those.

Photo- In the Dune Buggy, myself, Raf, and Sharon.

We got introduced to George who would be our driver for the ½ hour tour that I signed up for.  A great deal for only $25!  He took us out to the dune buggy and we got in.  I sat up front because Sharon and Raf wanted to sit together.  Yep, I was driving shotgun in the mini-roller coaster ride.  I was a bit nervous but then as we started to drive over and George explained about the environment surrounding the dunes and he seemed so experienced that I became more at ease.

Photo- Of the dunes- just amazing!

The dunes are amazing!  Even with some of the pine trees, which were planted back in the 1930’s because of some movie star that tought trying to claim and stablize the sandy area was good. It’s hard to describe but it was a very different landscape than what I expected.  I guess it’s even more amazing as you get to closer to the beach area; which I will warn you that if you want to go to the beach you’ll need to rent for at least 2 hours.  The dunes area is that wide and they go along the Oregon coastline from Florence to just north of Coos Bay.  In fact, you will see a great deal of trailers with ATV’s on them in the area.  What was even more amazing was that there was a river running along it and the Hwy 101 is on the other side of the river.  It was all kind of surreal and amazing landscape.  I know you are tired of me using the word amazing but I just can’t think of another word to use.

Photo- George with no hands on the wheel!

George started off slow and then started to increase the speed and go into more hilly sections of the dunes.  He kind of freaked me out when he started down a steep incline, probably a 14% incline and just stopped.  He put his hands up and took his feet off of the gas pedal.  We just sat there still. WOW!  He said you would be amazed with how much control you really do have out here in the sand dunes on these vehicles.  You need something to get you going to move in this sand.  We stopped a couple of times and I had to laugh because we were basically out in the middle of nowhere and there was this Century 21 realtor sign.  I guess it was for land just on the edge of the dunes.  George got near the edge and you could look over to see an area that looked like the only access would be the dunes because the other side was marshland.

Photo- Raf and Sharon, who made me look whimpy.

It turned out I was the whimpy one in the group; Sharon had been on a Disneyland roller coaster this last summer and Raf didn’t seem fazed.  Up and down and a bit crazier it went.  Probably not nearly as crazy as George could have been but it was for me.  I was holding on the the OMDG handle which was a “T” bar in the place of like a steering wheel.  George had told me at the beginning to hold on to that if I needed to and he called it –“Oh My Dear God” handle.  I told him I was used to the “Oh Shit” handles and he teased me that this was a step up from that.  George later told me that I wasn’t as bad as some that he has had women burying finger nails into his arm, but I think he was just being nice.  I was rather sad to have it end so soon, but I tell you what I would do it again with the Spinreel rentals.  They were just wonderful!

Photo- One of several wonderful ocean views from near the Cape Blanco Lighthouse.

Next, I headed back through Coos Bay and headed south on Hwy 101.  I swung by the light house at Bandon which I saw 8 years ago while I was on the coast.  I took some pictures of the ocean and a few quick ones of the light houses.  Next, I took a bit of a break at the Cape Blanco State Park where there was another lighthouse. (Kory- it was closed again! Just like the last time we visited.)  This lighthouse has some strange hours for its grounds but I walked around a plateau nearby where I saw some wonderful ocean views and even saw some people riding horses on the beach.

There were sections of construction along the Hwy 101 and there were a couple of times where the wait was about 15 min, but I did mind because you could watch the ocean.  I would roll down the windows and just listen to the ocean and enjoy it.  I looked at the construction employees and wondered how they managed to get anything done with those kinds of views but I would guess you’d get used to it.

Photo- A circle of Redwood Trees.

Next thing I knew I was in California.  The roads got curve and steeper.  The speed limits changed from 65 to 40 in a blink of an eye and sports cars were zooming around me like I was standing still.  Ye Gads!  Then I was at Crescent City.  I stopped at the Redwood Parks information booth.  I decided I would continue south towards Eureka, CA.  There was a section of “old growth” that the parks employee had told me had a paved road that went through.  It was the Pioneer Redwood area and was just south of Klamath, CA and there was an exit it ran parallel to Hwy101 and then joined back up with it.

Photo- Me- doing that I caught a fish this Big in front of the BIG Redwood Tree.

Wow!  Yes, another wow coming from me.  The Redwood forest is really something to see.  I stopped and took a hike into to see the Big Redwood.  I asked a German couple to take my picture.  It was funny because I ran into this German couple later on another hike and then later on in the evening at a brew pub in Eureka; small world!

On my way to Eureka there were a whole lot of cars stopping on the side of the road.  Well, it was a herd of elk that was just off of the Hwy on either side.  I stopped and took a couple of pictures but it was getting to be about 5pm and I still needed to find a hotel for the night.  I drove on and when I got to Eureka, I stopped at one of the first hotels I could find; a Clarion that looked nice.

And as I said earlier, I ran into that German couple at a brew pub.  The brew pub was the Lost Cove Brewing Company in Old Historic Section of Eureka and their wheat beer was wonderful.  I also enjoyed a brown derby sandwich; a pile high roast beef sandwich with melted cheddar on a toasted hard sourdough roll. Yum!

DAY 34- Covered Bridges & Live Musical FUN

I stayed last night in a Quality Inn and I was pleasantly surprised by how clean and well-maintained it was. I also loved that they had a refrigerator in the room with a microwave. I booked the room on www.hotels.com website and got a pretty good deal but I always try to read the reviews of the hotel before I book. I don't want to end up with another Econolodge type of incident. So as I was reading some of these reviews I was questioning what I had actually reserved for the night. It all really seems to be a crap shoot; roll the dice and see what you get or at least it seems with hotels.  I’m thinking I may have to check out more of the Bed & Breakfasts; those seem to be better and more consistent.

Photo- The wonderful scenery on way to the first covered bridge.

Well, I enjoyed a waffle for breakfast and I was off.  I wanted to get a couple more covered bridges and possibly a couple of wineries before I started driving to the coastline.  I started out driving east out of Roseburg to hit my first covered bridge.  I followed the directions in a brochure that I got at the visitor’s center.  I drove a wonderful scenic 16 miles and then took a right turn and drove along a Little River (it’s actual name and it fit) for another seven miles.  There was the covered bridge.  I drove slowly across it and then flipped a Utah “U”turn.  I took a few pictures and while standing there a dog from a nearby house was barking at me.  I didn’t stay long because I didn’t want to wake up the whole neighborhood.  But I did read in the brochure that they made this bridge a little taller and designed the peaked opening to accommodate logging trucks in the area.

Photo- The first covered bridge- Cravitt Creek.

 
The next covered bridge was further north and near a couple of wineries that I wanted to visit.  So I jumped on Interstate 5 and got off after a couple of exits.  I was in the small town of Sutherlin.  I headed east about 1.5 miles and took a right.  Here was the second covered bridge.  I stopped quickly and took a picture but there weren’t any historical markers on this one like there was the last one.  I, instead, referred to the brochure.  This bridge featured a Howe truss span.  Okay, I’m unsure what that means and may have to Google it someday.  But it was a nice well maintained white covered bridge with side windows with curved tops.

Photo- The second covered bridge.

Next, I did a bit of back tracking and headed towards the wineries.  I was a bit disappointed the one that I really wanted to see was closed on Sundays.  It was the Reustle Prayer Rock Vineyard and I guess that there was a marvelous wine cave area.  But I guess with a name like that I should’ve figured that it would be closed on Sundays.

Photos- Live music and FUN at the Henry Estates Winery.

 

But I pushed on to another winery that the lady at the visitor’s center had recommended; the Henry Estates Winery.  I drove past the signs for two other wineries figure if I had time I would swing back.  I drove out to the Henry Estates and there was a live Bluegrass Country group playing music.  I did a bit of wine tasting and decided to buy a glass of wine.  I went out to the shady area where there were picnic tables and enjoyed the music.  It was a beautiful day; why not I figured.  There were also a couple of tents and boxes of fresh vegetables you could help yourself to.  I guess it was supposed to be a loose version of a Farmer’s Market.

Photo- Booths out at the Henry Estates Winery.

 It wasn’t long before most of the tables were filling up and someone part of group introduced themselves and asked if they could sit with me.  Sure, I said. I got to talking with a retired woman that lived just east in a small town nearby.  They were out for a weekly thing and then she asked me where I was from.  I had to laugh because the first thing she said to me when I told where I’m from was—Well; you sure are off the beaten track.  I thought to myself, lady you hit the nail on the head on that one.  She said that it was mainly locals that knew about this event.  I said that was wonderful because then I could get a feel for what the locals were like.  They were a fun bunch and I very slowly drank my glass of wine and enjoyed.


Needless to say, I didn’t get to try any other wineries but that was okay.  Next, I decided since I was already kind of north I would just catch a highway nearby Hwy 138 and head towards the coast.  I back tracked again and went to a gas station just off of the Interstate 5.  Then, off to the west I went.  The road curved around and I was kind of heading in a northwestern direction.  It ended up going along Umpqua River which the further west I went the larger the river got.  There were more and more creeks and waterways pouring into it.  It was just beautiful.

Photo- The scenic Umpqua River that Hwy 138 runs along. 

Then, I got to Reedsport and turned south on Hwy 101 and got my first glimpse on the ocean at an overlook.  I went by a lighthouse that I had visited years ago on a vacation but it was getting to be late afternoon and I had hoped to set up a dune buggy ride in the sand dunes just north of Coos Bay.  So I pressed on.  I saw the sign about 15 miles before Coos Bay for the Sand Dune Rental Company and turned off to set it up for tomorrow.
 

Then off to the Red Lion hotel where I would spend to the night.  After checking in, I went to dinner at a local Italian restaurant that my cousin Kimmie had suggested.  It was a wonderful fun meal.  In all the time I’ve been in the restaurant business, I’ve never seen a service team work so well together.  They were all communicating and working together; from the hostess to the waitress to the busboy.  They all worked as a team and not one of them was below performing anything that the customer needed and it was all done with a smile; plus a wonderful attitude too.  I would highly recommend Benintos!