The Town of Ross

A town that shares a name with any of the four traveling members obviously deserves a stop...especially when the name is Ross.

Once a gold rush town, Ross was filled with people with the dream of striking it big. However, unlike our traveler Ross, the town is now mostly a drive through where many don’t stop. But, we believed that to deserve the name Ross, it’s gotta be good.

We were right.

Not only did we get to stick our heads through cut out wooden boards boasting how we “struck it lucky,” we also had a wonderful lunch at Flossie’s, a café run by a single man and his two tail less cats and a soundtrack of New Age music.

It was great food and tea coming mostly from his garden. He built his own wood fired oven for Saturday night pizza making and let us roam around his chaotic yet beautiful garden.

We, well I, parted sadly from the cats and we made our way back to the trusty car. Ross proved itself worthy of the great name.