Although I have lived in California on and off since 1970, the more remote areas of Point Reyes (where you hike in, not drive!) have escaped my attention.
|Morning at Samuel P. Taylor State Park|
It made the passing game even more challenging for the high school players.
Our first stop was Samuel P. Taylor State Park, the campground of which is full of huge old-growth Redwoods and many other trees. The sun barely breaks through the canopy even at mid-day, making the park a pretty chilly place.
Oh! And you are well off the grid there, too, though cell phones work, sort of.
From other visits to Marin County with her amigas, Adm. Fox knew that the hiking around the area was amazing, with trails all over. She was right.
I logged between 6 and 9 miles each day on my hiking boots. The terrain ranged from dense woodland to ocean beaches.
|A few of the elk at Pt. Reyes|
Adm. Fox caught the best photos - like the one to the right.
But after trying to capture these magnificent animals with an iPhone, I vowed to carry our Canon SLR with the long lenses - even though carrying it is like toting a brick.
The last day before we headed home to Point Richmond, we moved The Red Writer from the state park to a private campground in Olema that had electricity, hot showers, internet and best of all - some sun.
It's only about 2 miles from the tiny village of Point Reyes Station where among other delightful places there is a bakery that serves some amazing goods.
|With Sallie Dewitt and Rita Gardner in Pt. Reyes Station|
And the weather might hold.
It is California, after all.
|Olema campground - in the sun|
|A three-mile hike out to the ocean - and worth it|
|Adm. Fox finds a sunny spot in the state park|
|No skunks or mountain lions, but we did see two gray foxes...|
|A warm-up hike|