Terrie and I recently watched a documentary about Jack London, his life and his home in Glen Ellen. The literary crowd will recognize the name immediatly for those that don't read so much......he is America's most read writer. At one time during the peak of his worldly travels and writing, he was the highest paid writer and most read writer in the world.....said to still be the most read writer in America.
http://www.getyourwordsworth.com/WORDSWORTH-JackLondon.htmlHe wrote well over 100 books some with titles that most will recognize. From wikipedia...... "John Griffith "Jack" London (born John Griffith Chaney,[1] January 12, 1876 – November 22, 1916)[2][3][4][5] was an American author, journalist, and social activist. He was a pioneer in the then-burgeoning world of commercial magazine fiction and was one of the first fiction writers to obtain worldwide celebrity and a large fortune from his fiction alone.[6] He is best remembered as the author of Call of the Wild and White Fang, both set in the Klondike Gold Rush, as well as the short stories "To Build a Fire", "An Odyssey of the North", and "Love of Life".[citation needed] He also wrote of the South Pacific in such stories as "The Pearls of Parlay" and "The Heathen", and of the San Francisco Bay area in The Sea Wolf.
London was a passionate advocate of unionization, socialism, and the rights of workers and wrote several powerful works dealing with these topics such as his dystopian novel, The Iron Heel and his non-fiction exposé, The People of the Abyss."
Terrie and I decided to go visit his home which is now Jack London State Park in Glen Ellen, California......over in the Valley of the Moon. We left the house early this morning and according to my Formotion thermometer, it was just about 46F. A great opportunity to test ride the new Gerbing heated insoles, also. Let me just quickly say.......they work well and are very comfortable!

Heading east on I-80, in Davis we took some two lane back roads over to Winters, Calif. where we stoppe to grab a bit of breakfast

After feeding the bodys, we headed out on Hwy. 128, a two lane road through the hills, to the Silverado Trail in the Napa Valley. It was more like a beautiful spring day rather than a wintery Feb. day....


We made a quick stop at the dam.....below is Putah Creek.....above is Lake Berryessa.


Here's a shot of the overflow spillway. This thing is so incredable looking when the lake is high and water is spilling over into this whole....









