After a hearty Oakland breakfast (Batter Blaster!) and send off, we finally found views of the ocean, along with a thousand German-made hybrid SUVs. But past Stinson beach the crowds dwindled as we ventured Into lands too far for a typical weekend getaway from the Bay. Checked the surf at the salmon creek mouth, but no go - variable wind swept chop...not ideal for the virgin run on the fish...though the locale name was suitable.
Salt Point. Beautiful, raged wind swept and foggy cliffs...complete with every earthquake geologist's dream: uplifted beach terraces from movement on the San Andreas fault! No surfing here, but if i weren't a little spooked by strong crashing waves on broken sea stacks and through thick kelp forests, i'd put my wetsuit to good use harvesting some abalone.
After settling camp we saddled up for a quick ride down to the coast, explored tide pools, watched resting sea lions, and found a rocky nook to watch the sunset. So amazing to be huddled together as a family, watching something so simple and beautiful.
PS - sorry for the multiple posts...finally have AT&T service!
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