Daycare was closed this week and we will attempt camping again! Its redemption. Redemption from December when we finally decided to get out after being in lockdown, only to find our campsite closing just days before our arrival because of the rise in COVID cases. Redemption from March when the campsites opened back up, made it through the first day, only to have crazy storm pop up from nowhere and drenched everything we had inside and outside of the tent! It rained sideways that it seeped into the tent and wet our shoes and anything that was at the edges of the tent. Unfortunately, Y had crept up to the edge and he was drenched when he finally wiggled and woke us up in the morning. We had no choice but to pack up and go home. At least we werent far away from home. The third attempt was set at Marin Headlands. Its the place V and I have loved to run. Weve been there many times but had never camped there. Bicentennial Campsite has only 3 sites at a great location. Its a
nap and do a to the Point Bonita Lighthouse. V seemed like hed been packing for days but still managed to scramble until the last minute. We finally got out the door at 1pm and still managed to realize a few things we missed.
It was a nice day here on the Point Bonita trail. Windy but sunny and the Golden Gate Bridge (GGB) was fully in sight. The lighthouse was still closed for COVID but the trail leading to it was a nice walk with a view. We all enjoyed the walk. Y even ran up the back. Snack on a bench was definitely a plus.
There are 3 campsites tucked away below the road. Its a short walk from the car but a pain to haul coolers and whatnot vs having the car right in the site. The sites are nicely spread out with a sand bed to peg it down and a storage bin. Its a rustic site with a to the side and no running water. We packed a bunch of bags with frozen water and used melted water to clean dishes. Thats all fine but the problem was
Ys eating situation. We shouldve known that Y isnt master at eating yet. The table is high and far which made it even harder to grab food with utensils. Things fell on the table and he tried to pick them up. His hands were all over the table which could never be really clean. Either a table cloth or even a high chair would have saved me some stress.
The sand there was fine and sticky. Y thought he was in one big sandbox. It didnt help that my brilliant idea of bringing two surprise toys was failure. A big thing of bubble wand was nothing but frustration for Y. He wanted to make his own bubbles but couldnt blow hard enough. Y couldnt kick the ball around because the place was surrounded by poison oak. Oh well, dig away son.
After dinner, V found a path that led to a spectacular view of the GGB. We had the sun to our back (no sunset) but soaked in the view before we turned into our home for the next two nights.
No raccoon, no bug, not too cold, no Y waking up. It was 8am by the time we finished breakfast. The plan was to hit the trail toward Rodeo Beach but the mist was getting heavy. At the trailhead a drive from the campsite, the mist had a bit too much. The wind was also blowing hard and getting wet wouldve led us to misery as there was no sign of cloud breaking. After decades of living in the Bay Area, I just cant seem to get myself to understand the June Gloom. We opted to drive out in search of the sun.
The sun finally cracked in Sausalito. But I didnt know what to do there so we drove over to Fort Baker. Same story; misty and windy. We did a short walk to Battery Yates. This wouldve been a great GGB viewing spot. Todays view wasnt that bad either with fig covering just the top of the bridge. But it wasnt really pleasant to be out and about, let alone to go deeper in the woods. I know Y wasnt ready to be strapped in the car again but we managed to convince him.
Sausalito was still under the crack of the cloud. Y got to ride his balance bike on the little stretch to Sausalito Beach.
