noonish
walking into Muir Woods
cool, sunny, clear, light breeze
Moss covers so much of these scrub oak trees, the sun is hitting just right, I just had to stop.
Dark in the woods, very drippy and cold. Too many tourists for my taste.
Names and references, "Spirit of the Woods," "Cathedral Woods," suggest many people have a sense of the Maker here. The huge redwoods inspire awe in many, much as I am inspired by all parts of nature.
Later: maybe 2ish
little hike on Mt. Tamalpais
we find a spot to sit and picnic
sunny and clear, slight breeze
We have a panoramic view of the San Francisco Bay and all the surrounds, we can quite literally see for miles and miles and miles. Hikers and daytrippers pass through - one couple stopped on a path, suddenly has a pair of deer dart across in front of them - we see it all from our vantage point. Here we also look down on the pocket of trees between the hills that holds Muir Woods. Funny but I prefer to look down on them in peace than wander among them with throngs of others.
Muir Woods from above, the Golden Gate beyond the point.
Trails where deer darted across in front of hiking couple.
Looking west, the Pacific stretches farther than the eye can see.
4:30 p.m. at the Golden Gate
Saw a redtail hawk soaring off the updraft, seemed close enough to touch, almost. Deer tracks in the mud next to tourist tracks. Windswept clump of eucalyptus catches my eye, I wait for a moment when no tourists obscure the view. Little crested sparrows in the low brush seem quite comfortable with our presence, no doubt well fed from occasional crumbs.
