Rob and I flew into SFO last Friday morning and immediately drove out to Marin, enjoying the view of the Bay and Golden Gate Bridges on a clear day. We lunched at the Marin Brewing company, admiring the open air, open water viewing and also the other couples who had miraculously found themselves free and available on a Friday morning. The chic factor was a level higher than in Denver, and even the seagulls looked sleeker and more satisfied.
After lunch we drove up the winding miles to Mount Tamalpais, almost 2000 feet above sea level, with astounding views south toward the city and bay, and wonderful vistas west over the expansive ocean. Rob and I laughed over our shared memories of getting lost on Mount Tam - wandering casually around the mountain for hours, not realizing that the sun was setting and the fog was rolling in until we tried to head back to our car. We got a bit lost this time, as well, striking off trail to climb toward the peak and see the road, until to rise up over the crest directly under a blue and orange colored glider. The glider owner was as surprised as we.
We were so fortunate to spend some time alone together, re-exploring our roots as a couple. We met in northern California, married there and started our family. Though we should have taken advantage of many more things that the city offered - poetry readings, music and art festivals, more hiking trips to Mt. Tam - we hiked and biked our way across several counties and ate our way back! (We recognized restaurants the most).
I was grateful to reconnect with Rob on that mountain, breathing in the salty moist air (no moisture in Colorado air!) and remembering how we started this odyssey. Fun, also, to think about where we might retire, and what fun we might have in the coming decades - both as a family and as a couple.
PS - We visited with the amazing Molly and James in Petaluma on this trip, and met our newest nephew, Jack. Another entry on our visit to follow . . .
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