China Camp state park


Saturday, 26 December 2015

Breakfast at the hotel is only at 8 — moomph! — so it was about 9 by the time we got on our way. China Camp state park today, an area we’ve seen on the map, but never visited.

We parked at the north end, took the upper trails to the south (without a map, which was something of a nuisance). A couple of very steep sections, one up, the other down, but we survived.


Unexpected to come upon a nicely decorated Douglas fir right along the trail in the middle of nowhere. Who would have thought!


And Jacky tells me there’s a selfie of Dave in the red ball.

Jacky’s leg was hurting by the time we got down to the shore, so she stayed there while I went back to get the car. Then we spent another hour or so mellowing out at various places along the shoreline road. Starting with the old China camp, once home to about 500 Chinese who made their living catching bay shrimp, drying it, and shipping it to China.







This is presumably where Wile E. Coyote tends bar.





Back into San Rafael, where we wandered off to Pizza Orgasmica for brews and pizza. As to orgasms, well, no more than the usual number when we eat pizza.

Good night, and good grief!

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