There are two ways to get into SF from where we live. The first is from the east, over the Bay Bridge, and the other is from the north, through Marin County and over the Golden Gate Bridge. My plan was to go in from the east and come back across the Golden Gate. As I came to the fork in the road, I changed my mind and decided to go through Marin.
Marin County is north of San Francisco. It is where my family is from, and one of my favorite places. Mostly small towns and a lot of protected open space. When we got into one of the towns, we decided we were hungry and stopped to eat at a seafood restaurant near where I used to buy vinyl record albums. As we ate, Malida reminded me of a place I took her to when she first came to the US. It is an art and garden center in the town of Ross. We happened to be driving past it, and we stopped in.
It's a lovely spot with gardens and walking paths. It was particularly lovely today, with a nice spring day. This was one of my grandfather's special places. While we were there, we decided to just stay on the Marin side of the Golden Gate.
Next we headed to the town of Tiburon, which is full of expensive houses and lovely views of the San Francisco Bay. I recalled that the last time I was there was on my 28th birthday. We wandered around the town and took in the views, and stumbled across a little museum with a model railroad model of the town back in the early 1900s, when they would ferry railroad trains across the bay to and from San Francisco.
After Tiburon, we drove over to Rodeo Beach, which is a fairly secluded spot on the coast. If you have ever seen those pictures of the Golden Gate Bridge with San Francisco in the background, taken from above the bridge, then you are close. We follow that road for about 4 miles, and we are there. It is an old army base--Fort Cronkhite, which is now part of the Golden Gate National Recreation Area, which protects a huge chunk of Marin County and the coastline from development.
This was another of my grandfather's favorite places, and we scattered his ashes from the bluff just to the left of where this was taken. There were lots of people out enjoying the day. It was in the mid 70s, so perfect. We hiked around out there for a while before heading home. It was a beautiful day.