I wrote on the 29th of June
that I had been trying to get to Marin for a few weeks at that point and
finally managed to do so on the day that I wrote this. I had awoken at around 830 and organized my
stuff and had a bite to eat. I went to
the park and stopped at the waterfall. I
then rode past the hospice and to the bridge.
There I saw Cary and thanked him for putting me in touch with Tim. I took a photo of Hawk Hill from the Bridge and
sent it to Twitter. I then rode through Sausalito to Starbuck for
coffee.
Later I wrote that I left Sausalito and
traveled parking lots to the Bay Model and then bake path on Bridgeway. I took my time to Saratoga where I wandered
off alone. I took Lomita to the 101. I explored Corta Madera and took photos
of the crossing there. I came back
through to Miller. I got photos
of a crossing there too. I then rode to
Ross and hung out behind the park. I
thought I was alone but a girl walked by.
I went to San Anselmo and tweeted at a
café. I then climbed all the way up the
dirt path to the spot where Shaun and I had climbed a month before. I almost died from exhaustion. It was hot and dry and I was out of
energy. I finished my water and sent
messages. On the way down I spoke to some
mountain bikers and they indicated I could go through Tamarancho with no
problems but it was a fee area. I went
down to Cascade and had water and caught my breath at the park. I rode through
Fairfax, San Anselmo, San Rafael and through the tunnel to Larkspur. I boarded the boat and had a bag of Chex Mix. I updated my Facebook
account when I got home.
This is an occasional series chronicling my life. I
started writing this Notebook Analysis on 062914. This series is meant to be contemporaneous
piece developed as an agglomeration of my notebook pages. In each of these
posts I used my notes to develop my recent thoughts.
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