We
drove to a Sonoma county campground on a jetty
in Bodega Bay where we heard the sounds of waves
and fog horn through the night. Here’s the beach that was a stone’s throw from
our campsite.
We
spent a day exploring Point Reyes National Seashore. We started with a hike
down to McClures Beach. After one other couple left, we
had the beach to ourselves.
Then
we hiked along Tomales Point Trail looking for Tule Elk. Bill went ahead, as
usually the elk are further along the trail, but didn’t see any. Barbara,
further back, saw 2 herds, one running. We also saw a coyote.
We
couldn’t visit the lighthouse due to renovations, but we went to the visitor
center and watched their video. We walked along the Earthquake Trail with
interpretive signs explaining how the park lies on the San
Andreas Fault. A fence along the trail illustrates the 16 feet
displacement that occurred during the 1906 San Francisco earthquake.
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| 2 sections of fence were attached before the 1906 earthquake |
Then
Bill went on a long hike down to a bluff overlooking the ocean.
Barbara
went on a short hike by wetlands and then went to the beach.
We
saw other wildlife: deer, a snake, butterflies, and all sorts of birds and ducks. This might be a Northern Harrier or a Cooper's Hawk. (Thanks, Dad, for the tip!)
As
Barbara was going to pick up Bill she saw a couple hitchhiking. They had hiked
down to the beach from a parking lot high on the mountain. She picked up Bill,
too, and drove them back to their car. They worked for awhile on a goat farm in
California and were taking a leisurely trip
back to their home state of Washington.
Then
as we were driving back “home” along a long bayside road with few houses and
even fewer businesses, we saw two guys walking in the opposite direction
carrying a gas can. We asked if they needed a ride somewhere. The father and
son had come ashore in a dingy from a sailboat to get gas and had walked about
3 miles. We knew there wasn’t a gas station in over ten miles in either
direction, but we offered to give them a ride to find some. Several miles down
the road we found a fisherman who had gas and we drove the guys back to their
dingy. It turns out that they along with a wife and daughter live on their
42-foot sailboat. We wish them well as they sail south.
