friend D is an amazingly gracious soul, who loves to find reason to celebrate. for my college graduation, she suggested we go away, under the condition that i choose the location. so after some thought, i chose the pelican *nn, just up the road from muir beach.
in about an hour's time we stepped back 400 years.
truly, i geeked out on the authentic 16th century british styling. rough hewn exposed beams. worn wooden plank floors. plaster. forged iron. candles. mortise and tenon, trestle tables, tester beds, fabric, leaded and mullion screenless windows, stone tiles,
brick floors, imported rugs, latch doors, private staircases, no plumb walls.
i loved it, and i feel so lucky to have been so gifted.
private entrance away from the public house:
diminutive doorways for the elizabethan patron :)
private space for overnight guests only. the "snuggery".
pub
(not pictured: small carved bar back from 1670)
dining room bench seats - the design that inspired my own kitchen pew bench. all of the wood, iron, furniture, horse tack, etc., was brought back from lakers.
ship's lantern. maybe captain hook's. :)
the dining room is built around the hearth, a small room in itself. there is a trap door in there as well - a "priest hole".
(it's supposed to be the reformation period, after all.)
framed pottery on wall to left of hearth is 400-500 years old, a relic from a british church marking a pilgrimage.
nooks and crannies
jaunt down highway 1, and the outlook at muir beach
thank you friend D for this wonderful pano
we traded cameras with a danish family at the end of the outlook.
the view is actually a stunning and dizzying
180 degrees of pacific ocean.
stinson beach, just up the road. i neglected to take pictures
while in the sand.
yay for close coastal get-aways, beautiful locations,
and enduring friendships. you are a treasure, friend D!
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