Showing posts from November, 2004

San Francisco (Nov 7th) Trip to Alcatraz

On Sunday Kay had planned a trip to Alcatraz. Redington and I had never been there. Redington was psyched to go because his Tony Hawk video game uses Alcatraz as a skating park. Turns out he recognized many of the buildings as skating areas. This trip included Mark but we left Holly at home with her grandmother.

We started out at the pier. A foggy day again but the sun was able to make itself felt as the day progressed.

Alcatraz from the Ferry

The ferry ride was short and the distance did not look too great to swim. Then one noticed the tides made it appear we were in a river, it was so strong. As we got closer the view got clearer.

Closer View of the Island

The dock is on the north side of the island which is further to the right of this picture. The following photo shows that side of the island with the water tower. The water tower and dock building still have the 'Indians Welcome' graffiti when some Native Americans occupied the island for 16 months in the mid-1960's.

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San Francisco Trip (Nov 6th 2004) The Elk Hike

Redington and I visited Kay, Mark, Melanie and Holly for the weekend. We flew down on a late flight on Friday night and after a drive in the fog got to their house in San Anselmo after midnight. In the morning we got up rather late, had breakfast and Redington and I were treated to the Voorsanger family tradition of the Elk Hike.

Despite it being a warm and clear fall day, as we neared the Point Reyes National Seashore the marine influence of cold moist air overcame the optimistic warmth of the autum sun and we were plunged into a chilly fog as we drove out past cattle ranches and dairy farms in the coastal hills. Eventually we reached the coast and were immediately treated to a view of some nice Bull Elk.

Elk on Ridge

Next we hiked out to the coast and were rewarded with this scene...

Coastal Fog

By now it was not only quite cold but also windy. Near here we sat down and ate lunch while watching Redington hack the innocent vegatation in his usual fashion. The waves crashed in a long …