Muir Woods

It's pouring rain when I make the run up the coast, and the ride is a blast. When I arrive
in Mill Valley, the sun comes out, so I fill up with gas, then check the air pressure of the tires.

After a flat white and a cigarette, I backtrack to Muir Woods.

Not five minutes into the park, I encounter this copse of stately Costal Redwoods...

Some spectacles of nature seem to defy photography.

or words...

Muir woods is certainly one of those spectacles!

I leave when the park closes, enriched beyond measure, and roll back to Stinson.