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Saturday Farmer’s Market and Alcatraz Island

This morning Kelly and I took my mom and Ed into San Francisco wherein the plan was to visit the Saturday farmer’s market at the iconic Ferry Building which overlooks the bay.  As an added bonus, Kelly made arrangements for us to spend part of our time touring the market alongside a private guide through the local non-profit Edible Excursions.

Kelly and I have participated in the tour once before and had a great time.  This being the case, we were optimistic the experience would once again be a positive one.  We arrived to the market just in time for the 9:30am start and quickly found ourselves sampling all sorts of goodies from various local merchants, most local to the NorCal region.

At each stop, we heard how each of the merchants arrived to their current role as an artisan and details about their preferred methods of cultivating farm-to-table ecosystems.

Farmer Al of Frog Hollow Farms talking about his fruit trees

Farmer Al of Frog Hollow Farms talking about his fruit trees

Some of the cheese goodness at Cowgirl Creamery

Some of the cheese goodness at Cowgirl Creamery

Our pickled zucchini and tomato sauce from Happy Girl Kitchen

Our pickled zucchini and tomato sauce from Happy Girl Kitchen

The private tour lasts about two hours, spread across roughly a dozen stops.  Today’s experience with Edible Excursion was another positive one, and I highly recommend the organization.

Mom and Ed at the Ferry Building

Mom and Ed at the Ferry Building

Once the tour was complete, Kelly and I bought our weekly stash of fruits and vegetables before a rendezvous with mom and Ed – our next stop being Alcatraz Island.

The obligatory "I was at Alcatraz" picture

The obligatory “I was at Alcatraz”picture

The start of the audio tour

The start of the audio tour

Like most people, I’ve heard plenty about the infamous prison many refer to as “the Rock”, but I’d never visited what is today, a National Park operated by the National Park Service.  Additionally, I didn’t know much about the history of the island.  To that end, the tour was pretty effective at providing visitors – and there were lots of them today paying $28 per ticket – a close-up look at the site of the first lighthouse, West Coast military fort, an infamous federal penitentiary, and details of the 18 month occupation by American Indians.

Grafitti of the 18 month American Indian occupancy (1969-70)

Graffiti remains from the 18 month American Indian occupancy (1969-70)

Given the age of the buildings, most are in poor condition and in need of significant repair.  I suppose the NPS must walk a fine line maintaining the mystical look of the island properties, yet ensuring this cash-cow revenue generating park maintains a safe operating state.

Also, I was pleasantly surprised to see a natural side to the island – complete with gardens, tide pools, bird colonies, and of course … bay views beyond compare.

The crumbling exterior wall of the main administration building

The crumbling exterior wall of the main administration building

The island's original lighthouse

The island’s original lighthouse

San Francisco bay

San Francisco bay

I’ll be honest, I was expecting the tour to be mostly a tourist trap.  We’ve all seen Alcatraz movies and other Discovery Channel-like documentaries, but it was nice to see things with my own eyes.  Overall, I was quite pleased with everything and would suggest that the tour is worth the money … once.

Our First Visitors

I’ve come to realize that one of the odd realities about living in an Airstream is that our visitors are not able to actually stay with us.  This has never been an issue until my mom and her husband Ed decided to visit Kelly and me here in HMB this week.  Staring at the prospect of four cramped adults in the Airstream, Kelly and I opted for the easier better solution – book a hotel room for our guests.

It’s the least we could do.

And before you ask … no … I didn’t spring for the Ritz Carlton, despite it being located just a few steps from our RV park.

I may be the most favored child, but I’m a cheap bastard.  Sorry mom.

The alternate solution I decided, would be to secure accommodations at the Half Moon Bay Lodge – a Best Western property which happens to be situated just down the street.  I even found an online coupon which provides Mom and Ed with complementary daily breakfast.  Nice.

Being the good son I am, I took a vacation day from work today and dragged volunteered to drive mom and Ed all over the place as I completed a few errands, all under the ruse of a “tour of the area”.  More, I even acquiesced my otherwise firm rule not to accept help from others, and allowed Ed to assist with the installation of a new set of running boards for my truck, but not before offering a tour of my office, where coincidently, I had the running boards delivered and waiting for me.  Hey, I do not see anything wrong about knocking out two birds with one stone.

Apparently the lack of running boards has long proved to be problematic for others riding  in the truck.  It seems these basic add-ons are desperately needed by ever passenger but me.  Fortunately, the good folks over at runningboardwarehouse.com had just what I needed.  I was quite pleased to score a set of factory boards which look just like the Ford OEM set, but cost me only $249 shipped, not the $700 my local dealer was asking.

Ed and me sorting nuts and bolts

Ed and me sorting nuts and bolts

Prepping for the installation

Prepping for the installation

The finished product

The finished product

As added bonus today, Mother Nature decided to smile kindly upon us.  The moderate temperatures and partly cloudy skies made for a really nice day.  After completing all items on my our list, we grabbed Lilly and all of us sauntered over to the beach, which happens to be one of Lilly’s favorite locations, especially at low tide when much more of the shoreline is accessible to her.

Lilly inspecting a rock formations only accessible during low tide

Lilly inspecting rock formations only accessible during low tide

Mom and me

Mom and me

Ed and Mom - the Ritz Carlton in background

Mom and Ed – the Ritz Carlton in background

Once Kelly returned from work, the four of us went to dinner and enjoyed tasty eats and good conversation.

Tomorrow we are playing in the city.

Long weekend at Coyote Lake Campground

For the first time since I can recall, working for the man (that is to say corporate America … or more specifically – the private equity firm which owns my company) has bestowed upon me a great gift – a day off of work tomorrow in observance of the President’s Day holiday.

This being the case, Kelly also took the day off as PTO (the man she works for is not nearly as generous with holidays) and we decided to get out of town and check out Coyote Lake Campground – a county park which is located about 90 minutes southeast of our home base in HMB.

We’ve been anxious to find more locations ideal for quick three and four-day weekends and we were particularly keen to see how this county park differed from the state run parks we’d visited previously.   More importantly, this county park is very dog friendly, which isn’t the case with most state parks.

We arrived mid-afternoon on Friday to a mostly empty campground and quickly found the park to be great on many levels – two generous loops, one with water & electric, the other being dry camping only.

Our campsite

Our campsite

We chose a water-facing spot in the dry-camping loop. A $12 per nightly fee gets us a paved pad, fire pit, picnic table, and food locker.  The proximity to water affords plentiful waterfowl and some of the loudest frogs you’ve heard.

my cones

My cones

There are loads of trails to explore, and most interesting, many trails roam through beautiful hillsides and are shared with free-range and grass-fed cows.

Yes cows.

A few cows relaxing

A few cows wondering why I am so close

Also, in the event you are wondering how two cows react to a pair of cyclists riding  bit too close, you’re in luck as I have some video.

The best part of the weekend was that Lilly got to join us on every hike.  Most California state parks restrict dogs from the trails, but not here at Coyote Lake.  Thrilled that Lilly could join us, her presence allowed us to enjoy the half-day hikes guilt-free, unlike when she is stuck back in the Airstream while we were enjoying ourselves outdoors.

I know this sounds a bit kooky, but dog owners will relate to our excitement in bringing Lilly with us, particularly on the longer, multi-hour hikes.

By the way – per usual, Lilly was hell-bent on investing every gopher hole she could find.  At one point Saturday, she decided to dig herself under a felled tree rather than simply jump over it as she did initially.  I captured a quick video of her in the act.

As evidenced in the picture below, all that digging, coupled with the 8.5 mile hike required some serious napping yesterday alongside her favorite red squeak toy.

Lilly napping

Lilly napping

Most of the the park literature hypes the views atop the ridge line highpoint, near a scenic overlook.  We decided to see for ourselves, but unfortunately, a thick fog rolled in Sunday morning, so the views were not so great.

Lilly, impatiently waiting for me near the top

Lilly, impatiently waiting for me near the top

I question the need to describe the climb as “strenuous” (it was not), but I definitely agree that it’s worth the effort to ascend even if the views were limited.  Once we reached the top, there was a nice clearing which I’m sure makes for a nice lunch break when the the views are clear.

One of the scenic overlook picnic tables

One of the scenic overlook picnic tables

On the other-hand, based upon the picture below, perhaps there is not all that much to see.

Very descriptive signage

Very descriptive signage

Anyway, the park is great and I’m excited to visit other Santa Clara county parks soon.

Early Morning Fog Over Coyote Lake

Early morning fog over Coyote Lake by Dave Burns
Early morning fog over Coyote Lake, a photo by Dave Burns on Flickr.

The view from our campsite, overlooking the water.