In April we completed a multi-day, inn-to-inn hike across and down the Marin County peninsula, across the bay from San Francisco. We walked through Muir Woods and across the peninsula to the Pacific. We then crossed back to the Bay side before heading to downtown San Francisco. This was an easy adventure: each day we… Continue reading A Walk to San Francisco
Tag: Walk to San Francisco (2022)
Planespotting
For dinner we shared a surprisingly good charcuterie plate in a San Francisco airport hotel bar. Originally, we’d also planned to order a tonkatsu (Japanese pork cutlet) sandwich, but a couple cookies to take back to our room seemed plenty. We’d decided a red-eye to Minneapolis did not appeal. An 8:00 a.m. departure tomorrow morning… Continue reading Planespotting
Golden Gate Bridge
It was a perfect day to walk across the bridge: sunny, light breeze, temperatures in the 50’s. Below us, engineers were installing a $207 million barrier to dissuade people from jumping. Meanwhile, I felt unsteady, simply looking up at one of the two main towers.
Eight More Miles
Walked towards Golden Gate Bridge, 8 miles to go to Embarcadero BART Station, the end of our multi-day hike.
Glimpses of Tomorrow
Today, as we hiked across Marin County, we caught tiny glimpses of Golden Gate Bridge. Tomorrow, we hike across the bridge and into downtown San Francisco. This evening, in Sausalito, we went for an after-dinner stroll and admired the fading San Francisco skyline. Tomorrow, we’ll walk across that view, right to left, towards a BART… Continue reading Glimpses of Tomorrow
Pacific to Bay
Hiked across the Marin Peninsula, in a somewhat diagonal direction, up, up, down, down, up, down, from the Pacific to the Bay. Checked into an inn for the night at Sausalito, across the Bay from San Francisco.
Pause for Tea
Explained the English phrase, “shall I be mother?” to Dwight. (“Shall I pour the tea?”) He thought it was rather sexist, but got the joke, and poured the tea. Pelican Inn, Muir Beach, CA.
Pacific Hike
Hiked a loop: Pacific views on the outbound, then back through the hills behind.
Pelican Inn
When in California I prefer to stay in places with a Californian vibe, but, hey, sometimes you have to go with the flow. For the next two nights we’re staying in the Pelican Inn, Muir Beach, CA, a British-style pub. Our room is just a little over-the-top for a couple of hikers. Incidentally, the plumbing… Continue reading Pelican Inn
Contrasts
Hiked from an inn high on the Marin County peninsula, down then up through a forest of huge redwoods, then down through undulating meadows with bright spring wildflowers. Near the Pacific, checked into an incongruously British-style pub where we have a room for two nights.