A couple of weeks ago, while passing through on business, I decided to stay at the guest house at the St. John's Abby:
The room was spartan, but quite comfortable:
After a really nice night's sleep, I headed out for a 3 mile run to the old chapel and back. Unfortunately, the black flies were horrible, so I had to run with my head covered by my pulled-up shirt, which made me look like a nun. Still, the chapel was worth it:
Breakfast was included, which was some really great coffee, a bowl of granola, and, of course, some toasted Johnnie bread. This was enjoyed from their outdoor deck:
Overall, it was a peaceful and much needed stay. I guarantee that I will be back.