I *guess* I should count my weekend activities as vacation time too, though those don't feel real since the rest of you are there with me. Anyway, Saturday night was spent in Nicasio (rural Marin) at the local home of our Costa Rica friends. Homemade pizzas (note: pizzas don't barbecue well), cute little kids, and good friends -- it sounds trite to say it *just* rocked, but it rocked. A slew of us spent the night camping on the roof, where we fell asleep to a sky full of stars.

View from the top of our friends' place in Nicasio, looking towards Lucas Valley Road. Can you believe this is only about 25 minutes from San Francisco?

The gang tries to undo their human knot.
On Day Seven (Monday), after having a pleasant yet efficient visit with my allergy doctor in Sunnyvale (somehow, I kept myself away from the former workplace), I drove up to Half Moon Bay to the Purisima Creek Redwoods trailhead. I rode about 11 miles roundtrip and climbed nearly 1600 feet, not bad for a novice mountain biker. Purisima Creek is beautiful, but all of the old growth redwoods were logged in the late 1800s, so the trees here are not the monsters you find in, say, Muir Woods. BUT -- there is something hopeful about seeing how many now decently tall trees have sprouted from the stumps of the old giants. Remove humans from the scene and nature carries on nicely.

A blurry but distinctively yellow banana slug on the trail.

Looking down from the top of the ridge (almost at Skyline Blvd.) towards Half Moon Bay and the ocean. I'm right at the edge of the fogline, hence the murky view.
To come -- a Texas guest! New York adventures! Stay tuned!
Posted by jen at July 13, 2004 11:12 PM | TrackBack