|To kick of this final Gold Coast blog post: a dying tarantula.|
Friday was my last full day in California. :'( Even the air was cooler, as though feigning indifference to my inevitable departure.
Or maybe it was cold because we were in San Francisco, hiking along the Pacific Ocean.
|California blood runs thin.|
We walked on Baker Beach for a short distance.
|Golden Gate Bridge in the fog.|
One of my little cousins (light blue hoodie) was so cold she wore two pairs of pants!
|The boys walking bow-legged to avoid getting sand in their shoes. (It's futile.)|
|Mandatory group photo!!|
|Surf 'n' turf|
|The "mini-spinnies" doing their thing.|
This is what I love about California: the landscape contains unparalleled diversity that is easily accesible no matter where you live. A thirty minute drive in one direction takes you to this amazing location. Drive in the oppostie direction places you in beautiful redwood forests with spectacular hiking trails.
The possibilities and adventures are endless. Someday I will live here.
|Uncle pointing out that we went the wrong direction.... oops!|
|Beautiful red-tipped plants.|
|This must have been a 400-step flight of "stairs"... phew!|
|We made it to the top!|
|The Golden Gate Bridge|
For the last supper, Uncle Mike and us grandkids made a delicious meal: raw pesto with crackers, a gorgeous kale salad, and my brother made salmon with an amazing sauce.
This trip was an incredible getaway, back to nature and family. I hope you enjoyed coming along for the ride!