Tag: Stinson Beach

  • The Dipsea Trail

    The Dipsea Trail

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    The view from the Dipsea trail down to the ocean
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    Allegra keeping up a good pace
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    The trees aglow in the sunlight
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    New shoes!
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    Fetching colour schemes
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    … and alas another farewell to Abe!

     

     

  • Marin Weekender

    Marin Weekender

    Mum & Dad, having completed their main tour from San Diego back up to San Francisco, now have a couple of weeks with me in the Bay Area. We took the opportunity of having good weather to cross the Golden Gate and spend the weekend in Marin. Day 1: antique shopping in Petaluma, and Day 2: a fantastic walk in the sun, retracing our steps to Alamere Falls. After the manufactured saccharine charms of SoCal, I think it was a breath of fresh air.

    Dad navigates the streets of San Francisco, to the accompaniment of the Bullett theme tune
    Crossing the bridge never gets old – it's stunning.
    Objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
    Hold onto your hats!
    Dad, clearly enjoying the Mustang
    What a team.
    We retraced the steps we made in the summer hike to Alamera Falls, back in July
    Even though 99% of people make the detour to the beach, the rangers seem to ignore this fact, and mark it unmaintained.
    View out to Point Reyes – very much need to go there some time soon.
    Dad negotiates the frankly slightly scary cliff down to the beach
    Unconventional team photo
    Don't go chasing waterfalls
    Dad and I, standing above the cliffs
    One more for good measure
    The trip back … and you are reminded that you are in Marin – the wackiest collection of individuals this side of, well, San Francisco
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    The breathtaking return through the tunnel back to the city

     

  • Thanksgiving on Stinson Beach

    Thanksgiving on Stinson Beach

    Given how diligently commercialised the rest of the holidays in America have become, it comes as a pleasant surprise just how innocent and positive Thanksgiving is. Gather with friends and family, eat a little too much, drink until tipsy, and in the case of about thirty other Californians, head to the beach to throw a ball around and enjoy the Autumn sunset.

    In that spirit (forgive me if I am getting a little too Californian here), I could not be where I am right now without the love and support of some great family and friends. I am an extremely lucky guy!

    Thankyou.

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    Reminds me of a summer with the Scottish guys in Lacaneux
    Watercolours
    Running home in time for dinner