This morning we headed into San Francisco so that Jack could ride his bike over the Golden Gate Bridge. There is a walkway / bike path next to the traffic lanes that is accessible from parks at both ends of the bridge. Jack started his ride from the San Francisco end riding to the Marin County end then and back again. The ride over the bridge, from an exercise standpoint, was not difficult as the incline is not to steep; the difficult part was contending with all of the tourists that were walking and taking pictures, and all of the other tourists that were riding rental bicycles over the bridge. At times he had to stop because of the congestion caused by all of the tourists. For the purposes of his bike ride over the bridge he did not consider himself a tourist. Riding a bike over the Golden Gate Bridge gives you the opportunity to see the beauty of the bridge and the surrounding area, and the construction of the bridge more closely; it was definitely worth the effort
. We then proceeded north on CA Rt 1, from Sausalito to Muir Woods National Monument where we strolled through one of the last stands of uncut coastal redwood trees. Walking through many timber stands you get a feeling of grandeur, but this was even more, walking through this redwood forest was more a spiritual experience. Until you have seen these giant trees in person, towering up to 250 feet into the air with huge trunks, there is no way to understand the feeling you get looking at a tree that may have been growing when our constitution was written. This was truly a remarkable experience. And these redwoods are not the giant redwoods that are found in other parts of the state. After leaving the park we continued driving up the coast, along Rt 1, a winding up and down road that clings to the mountain side, where fantastic views of the coastal cliffs are seen around every curve. We stopped in the town of Stinson Beach for a walk on the beach, this is one of the few towns in northern California that have an actual sandy beach. Because of the brisk wind off the Pacific we were wearing jeans and sweat shirts, but because it was a sunny day there were many young people on the beach sunbathing or playing volley ball in bathing suits, I guess it is all what you get used to.