Once They Were Giants--and Still Are!

It's Bob!

Draft horses--an animal most people associate with the Budweiser Beer team of Clydesdales--are enormous! Weighing in between 1500 to 2400 pounds (the weight of an average automobile) and standing 16 to 19 hands tall at the shoulder (64 - 76 inches; a "hand" is four inches), these gentle giants tower over their fans. The draft horse is the second strongest work animal in the world, after elephants; a pair holds the record for hauling 5.38 tons! Clydesdales are one breed of these hefty horses still used for farm and lumber work and wagon pulls. In addition, the American Cream (the only native American breed), Belgians, Percherons, Shires and Suffolks are popular breeds.

The Annual Draft Horse Classic in the Nevada City Fairgrounds has been held for the last 29 years, and features buggy and wagon driving and a log-hauling competition. Competitors come from all over the United States and Canada. During the Sunday show I attended, we were treated to single ladies and single men buggy competitions in addition to six-horse team driving that takes incredible skill and practice.

The driver actually holds the reins to all six horses separately

In between the competitions, trick riders, precision teams (the California Cowgirls), and antique wagons (including an authentic chuck wagon and dairy delivery truck) entertained the crowd. One of the most beautiful and accomplished displays of horsemanship I've ever seen was by wild mustang trainer and genuine horse whisperer Bobby Kerr; the two animals he rode for the crowd were trained from the wild in 120 days, and it was clear the horses adored him and worked with him as members of a team. He also brought in two of his trained dogs who acted the part of cattle to demonstrate the horse's ability to cut and herd. One of the funniest moments of the show was when Kerr had his main mount climb up into the back of his pick-up truck and have a seat for the ride back out of the area.

The show wasn't the only attraction: there was an excellent display of horse- and wildlife-themed art, and continuous entertainment in a nearby stage.including Sidewinder,a western swing band, and Sourdough Slim, the Yodeling Cowboy--seriously impressive yodeling, folks.

 Next year's Classic is September 21-24. If you, like me, had a total obsession with horses as a little kid, you will LOVE this. Between shows, visitors are allowed to visit the horse barns and say hello to the big boys and girls. It's a little disconcerting when a horse's head is three feet above your own, but these are truly the gentle giants of the horse world, and as sweet-tempered as can be.

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Livin' the Lush Life at the Claremont

Few properties in the San Francisco Bay Area rival the Claremont Hotel for fascinating history.

Even the light fixtures are gorgeous

The "castle" sits high atop the Berkeley hills and is one of two landmarks that any local resident can identify from miles away--the other being the Mormon Temple in Oakland. In fact, the original "English castle" was built to please the wife of a Kansas farmer who struck it rich during the gold rush and purchased 13,000 acres on the site. Something must have rubbed off, as his daughter married into British Royalty in true Masterpiece style. The property changed hands, but was burnt to ruin in 1901. A pair of equally lucky miners won what was left in a checkers game, and proceeded to build the Claremont we identify today in 1905. Their dreams were shaken and stirred by the 'quake of 1906 and subsequent financial panic. The building was completed and opened it's doors to guests in 1915, just in time for San Francisco's Pan Pacific Exhibition.

Art in the lobby

Prohibition came and went, but repeal did little to lift the Claremont's spirits (literally). The nearby University of California forbade the sale of liquor within one mile of it's borders; an enterprising student won drinks for life by carefully measuring the distance from the school's border to the door of the hotel. With a few feet to spare, the Terrace Bar was born.

This can be yours for five grand

In 1937, a night clerk that had worked at the hotel since 1926 purchased the property and brought in big bands such as Count Basie and Tommy Dorsey for dancing and dining. The Claremont became a destination for dignitaries and prom dates. The hotel changed hands a few more times until it came under the auspices of Fairmont Hotels, who put up $40 million for a total restoration and an all-white make-over. Now known as the Claremont Club and Spa, visitors can come for a complete package.

Fairmont's renovation and modernization of the property might have made the interior stiff and cold; yet, they've managed to update restaurant, lobby, and rooms that continue to be warm and inviting. I was able to peek into the luxe President's Suite (with president's prices, $5K a night--but if you're the president of anything, you'd want to stay here).

Chef Joe explains it all to you

Which brings me to why I'm lounging around the Limewood Bar & Restaurant nibbling appetizers. The Limewood is the newest star in the Claremont's firmament; Chef Joseph Humphrey has a resume that includes stints at some of the most famous eateries in the U.S., and General Manager/Sommelier Benjamin Chanler Laurin (he of the fabulous French accent) have put together an impressive menu and wine list. Favorites are oysters with hot pepper vinegar and grilled and glazed Gulf shrimp.
The old girl on the hill continues to be a destination, and a great one. Frank Lloyd Wright's words still ring true; he dubbed the Claremont: "...one of the few hotels in the world with warmth, character and charm."

Spies Roam the Streets of San Francisco!

Just had big fun playing an agent in the active spy game "Jericho", brainchild of FoxHound Urban Adventures. As an agent, different teams met with me in several locations in the city to pick up "intel" (instructions on where to go next, who to meet etc.). Of course, several of us agents brought disguises--

I covered 5.5 miles from the Fort Mason Chapel to the steps outside the Marine Museum, to high on the hill of Coit Tower, to a tea shop on Kearny, then finally to an alley between Market St. and Mission (and back). If you like your exercise to have a dash of mystery and fun, this is the bomb (or Nerf gun, depending...).

Foxhound hosts a similar Jericho game for free every month as a meet-up.


Jericho was just one of the urban games featured as part of "Come out and play SF", hosted by Fort Mason Center for Arts and Culture. Fort Mason has really upped the ante on the variety and quality of the events it supports. Check it out, and watch out for those Nerf bullets!

Swanning around Carmel with Mini-me

It was the all-girl get-away--just me and my daughter (who is taller than me, which I guess makes me the "mini"). We wanted to see the Monterey Aquarium again after many years. We stayed in a modest little hotel closer to Carmel than central Monterey: America's Best Value Presidents Inn Monterey on Munras (it has so many names it should have been more than a glorified motel, but it wasn't). I think the owners were new, as they were renovating the place--it was inexpensive, clean and quiet. My favorite thing about this hotel (even more than the well-kept hot tub nobody used): the waffle-maker in the lobby. Seriously. You'd fill this thing with batter from the dispenser, flip it over, and it would produce maximum-wonderful waffles in three minutes. Even my daughter, a confirmed waffle-hater, loved them. We figured out how to get there early enough to beat the waffle stampede.

The Aquarium was even more amazing than I remembered. The only sour note: I left my tickets at home, and had to buy new ones, not an inexpensive mistake. Ah, travel. The jellyfish exhibit is non-pareil, the otters adorable, and every "tenant" of the exhibits seemed lively and content--not always true for places where live animals are kept for the amusement and enlightenment of human visitors.

For dinner, we trusted Yelp--much as I love Yelp, I know what can happen. We chose a place in downtown Monterey called Sea Harvest on Foam Street; the owners must have a lot of relatives willing to give it four stars. For a place that sells fresh fish, the cooked version tasted suspiciously like dog food--but the "cuisine" wasn't the worst part. The bathroom was in a cinder-block building in the back; some dissatisfied customer ripped out the inside of the doorknob, so when it was time to leave, I discovered there was no way to open the door. I called for help thirty times, then proceeded to karate kick the door until I managed to bang my way open. My daughter thought I had instant food poisoning--a tip, take your cell phone with you if you have to make a journey to the loo.

Carmel Mission

Dametra Cafe

The next morning we awoke to faucet water the color of Coca Cola. A water main down the street broke. No showers for us! Fortunately, they gave out bottled water in the lobby, so we wandered down to Carmel for a long walk on the beach and a fantastic lunch at the Dametra Cafe on Ocean Ave. Delicious Mediterranean food in a charming place--well priced, well placed, and well worth 4.5 stars.

We also made a stop at the Carmel Mission, where Saint Junipero Serra is enshrined. The mission itself is historic and full of character, in spite of Catholic missionaries' misuse of the native population. On the last day, we hung out in the quiet town of Pacific Grove, and had a delightful snack at the 17th Street Grill.

Photo courtesy  of Adriayn Lee

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All in all, a great get-away, and a superb chance to bond over waffles with  my best gal.

It's about the Grass: Stemple Creek Ranch Grass-fed Beef, Baby!

My name is Joanne, and I am an Omnivore. There, I said it. I was a vegetarian for years, but realized one day that the entire world operates by eating something else, and ALL of those somethings were alive at some point, be they plants or animals. I lived on a farm in college, and raised my own meat: beef, pork and chickens. My animals enjoyed full, good lives, and met a quick and painless death (we should all be so lucky). I vowed if I was going to eat meat, it would be from the best possible sources. I'd like to say I kept that vow, but I often bought the cheapest meat I could find simply for lack of alternatives: that's where Stemple Creek Ranch comes in.

Loren Poncia and his wife Lisa  took over the 120-year-old  ranch from his parents in 2001 and expanded the ideas his father had set out years before: improving the quality of the creek that ran through the property by planting trees, improving the soil with more than 20 different types of grasses, and moving his herds of Black Angus from patch to patch to feed (and fertilize).

Hidden away behind the gentle hills off Fallon Rd. in Marin County, Stemple Creek is part of a 10-year soil study, the Marin Carbon Project--as dry land farmers, the Poncias depend on carbon in the soil to absorb rain like a sponge, producing clear run-off into the waterways. Last year, the farm saved the equivalent of auto emissions from 81 cars.

I was at Stemple Creek for a tour, which is scheduled on their website throughout the year (below). The tour started with an outdoor barbecue that left every fervent carnivore in the group sated (coulotte steak, yes!). Loren cooks up several different cuts of beef and there's plenty to go around, even if you're tempted to sneak a piece to Bailey, the very attentive golden retriever. The tour takes in the grounds and gives a lot of history of the place and the ideals which are the driving force of Stemple Creek Ranch.

Loren gets down to grass level to talk about soil improvement

To everything there is a season, and so it is with animals. The cattle wander fertile pastures for  24 months before they reach the valley of the shadow. Some calves are born in the spring, some in the autumn, and each year only a certain number are ready; however, from November to March, less beef is available because the grass quality is different, and Loren takes quality seriously. One of the objections to grass-fed beef is that it's too lean (and therefore tough when cooked). That is NOT the case here; all the cuts were some of the best fat-marbled beef I've ever laid tooth to, perfectly tender and tasty.

Beeeef!

You can schedule a tour or buy pastured, grass-fed Angus beef and lamb from Stemple Creek's Website (www.stemplecreek.com)  and have it delivered to your door. The site also lists all their current purveyors, including:

San Francisco Plaza Farmers Market, Ferry Bldg. Plaza on the Embarcadero, San Francisco, 8AM-2PM Saturday year-round    Ferry Plaza Market 

Marin Farmer's Market, San Rafael Civic Center, 8AM-1PM Thurs. and Sun. year-round   Marin Farmer's Market

The Local Butcher Shop, 1600 Shattuck, Ste. 120, Berkeley, CA    thelocalbutchershop.com/

V. Miller Meats, 4801 Folsom Blvd., Ste. 2, Sacramento, CA   vmillermeats.com/

Thistle Meats, 160 Petaluma Blvd. North, Petaluma CA    thistlemeats.com

Lisa and Loren also rent out a cute rustic cabin on the property through Air B&B--great for a farm stay for families ($175/night): Rustic Cabin

All photos copyright Joanne Orion Miller unless noted