No matter how socked-in and foggy the San Francisco Bay area is, there’s a good chance that the sun is shining on the slopes of Mount Tamalpais.
On a day that was cold and clammy at sea level, Mark and I walked the trail to the West Point Inn in balmy late afternoon sunshine. Other than for loading and unloading supplies, you can only get here by walking—fitting for a place preserved in time for about a hundred years.
I shot this view of the fog streaming over San Francisco just before the last light of sunset from the veranda of one of the cabins. Then we hurried back along the trail and to the car so we could reach the Pantoll Gate in time—notionally this barrier is closed half an hour after sunset.