In May I walked down an old section of Highway 1 that’s set aside for pedestrians and cyclists. Meandering a mile and a half down the highway provides plenty of hazy ocean views, geology lessons, steady wind, and the graffitied remains of a World War II-era bunker.
My muddiest hike to date climbed more than a thousand feet to one of those worth-the-walk views after weeks of air-washing rain. If you’re take on such a hike, go with a friend.
Near a town known for surfing, I climbed a mountain on a hot day with people from all around the Bay.
Famous for its horse stable and history in coffee, what surprised me was this park’s algae-covered toxic newt breeding ground.