After last night's game-a-thon, the others are slow to wake.


We have a leisurely breakfast.

I even share mine with Trish.
Mike, bored with staying in one place for more than five minutes, decides we should all go for a short hike.

All the way over there.
Did I mention they both rode their bikes from SF to Pt Reyes on Friday? And Mike was on his single-speed.
Crazy...

So we walk.
Lots of things to sniff, people to herd...

I don't know what they're looking at.I'm looking for snacks.
Did no one pack snacks?
Franco starts picking posies and singing selections from The Sound of Music.
If that's not a cue to head home, I don't know what is.

Thanks, Dillon Beach!
We'll be back next year!

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