On the Road is a weekday feature spotlighting reader photo submissions.
From the exotic to the familiar, whether you’re traveling or in your own backyard, we would love to see the world through your eyes.
Steve from Mendocino
Morning view east toward Mendocino village from the headlands.
Morning view west from the southwestern part of the village. Behind that fence straight ahead is the sewer treatment plant, which is discreet in all respects.
Corners of the Mouth is Mendocino’s health food store. It’s a worker’s collective established in a church building in 1976.
Another shot of Corners.
“Mendocino Community High School is a school within Mendocino High School and has 40-50 students and four staff (three instructors and an administrative assistant). MCHS works in conjunction with Mendocino High School to provide students with an alternative school model. MCHS students and staff are part of a close-knit learning community that values creativity, academic rigor, personal growth, and community involvement. Student success at MCHS relies on student initiative and responsibility. The family-like environment fosters positive relationships between and among students and staff. These relationships form the foundation of the community at MCHS.”
For some on the coast, the com school is considered the place for losers and misfits. Both my daughters went there and loved it. There really is a cohesion among the students and a love of the institution. Despite the ostensibly hippy culture of the school, many of the graduates have gone on to the best universities in the country. Mine went to Reed and McGill.
Kasden street looking south across the bay.
MacCallum House Inn
Mendo Realty, which has since been bought by Sotheby’s and painted gray blue. I miss Mendo Realty’s red color against the surrounding greenery, not to mention the personnel I’d gotten to know over the years.
sab
“Talk to me of Mendocino”: McGarrigle sisters.
sab
Is all that grey blue Sothby’s idea? I remembered Mensdocino as slightly more colorful, in an understated way.
There go two miscreants
Love the organic grocery! A much better use for a pretty building.
Tdjr
I fell in love with Mendocino the first time I visited years ago and I’ve been there many times but not recently. My brother and I stayed in a house on a cliff in nearby Elk/Greenwood. I sure do miss visiting.
Laura Too
What a pretty place! Thanks for sharing your corner of the world.
guachi
Vacationed in Mendocino for two weeks. Stayed at “Jessica Fletcher’s House” from Murder, She Wrote. It was a lot of fun.
cope
What a gorgeous place. Thanks for the pictures.
The summer of 1969, I worked as a lifeguard at a community pool. There was an evening concert program that year. I worked at every concert in one capacity or another. One of the acts was Sir Douglas Quintet. “Mendocino” was one of their hits.
Thanks again for the pictures and triggering memories of a long ago summer.
kindness
I haven’t been to Mendocino in 8 or 9 years. We always used to visit the Hot Tub house. Big redwood tubs and saunas for those who preferred. We’d either camp at Big River Beach campgrounds or get a motel in Fort Bragg. Miss that neck of the woods.
stinger
Nice pics!
Steve from Mendocino
@sab: It was that red color as long as it was Mendo Realty. After Sotheby’s bought it, it suddenly changed to gray blue. Not sure if those are corporate colors, but it changed under their watch.
@sab:
Steve from Mendocino
@kindness: The “Hot Tub House” is Sweetwater. The tub was visible from the atrium at Beaujolais, and one evening a couple was alone in the tub and went at it in full view of observant diners. (Reported to me by the Beaujolais Maitre d’).
UncleEbeneezer
Nice pics. When we did an epic LA to Crater Lake and back trip for our first Anniversary we stopped in Mendocino and thought it was gorgeous!
J R in WV
Looks like a wonderful place to live, or even just visit.
Thanks for the scenic photo shoot!!
JanieM
I’ve never been to Mendocino, but the pictures are so intimate, they make me feel like it’s a place I’ve known and loved and just haven’t been back to for a while.
Also, they trigger hazy echoing memories of all the little New England coastal villages I’ve passed through since coming east in 1968.