My parents used to take us to Stinson Beach as kids. I haven’t been back in some time. Who knows why. Do you ever remember something from childhood and want to see it again to see if your memory is correct or not or to see what may have changed? Well, I stopped by Muir Beach on the way to Stinson with my son and it turns out it is nothing like I remember. Either that or it has changed so much I don’t recognize it.
Regardless Muir Beach, situated just north of San Francisco outside of Larkspur and Mill Valley, was spectacular and my son had a blast playing in the sand. He certainly thrives on the beach as do many of us.
California’s beaches are typically very cold and windy year round in the north part of the state opposite of what many people think. But, that didn’t stop the surfers in their dry suits who make me cold just looking at them. We ended up spending the better part of a morning at this beach because my son didn’t want to leave. Who can argue with that?
Beautiful sea view and beautiful view of my happy baby digging in the sand.
Bulldog Travels / Photos By Jenny 
Give a youngster a shovel and turn him (or her) loose. They can be lost for hours. I first visited Stinson beach when I was a student at Berkeley way back when and have been back several times since. I pretty much find anywhere along Highway 1 a treat! 🙂 –Curt
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I kind of want to explore than area around Stinson beach. Looks like a neat place to photograph and lots of hidden beaches and stuff.
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Absolutely. And heading north takes you to the delightful towns of Bolinas and Pt. Reyes Station, not to mention the incredible Pt. Reyes National Seashore. –Curt
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I did a post from there a little while back. Love it there. And you are right about those towns!
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I posted on Bolinas as well, and the great little bookstore that works on the honor system. Nobody was in the store. Visitors were asked to put whatever they felt the book was worth in a lockbox. And I still remember hanging out there in the late 60s. Woohoo! 🙂
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Oh wow that’s so cool. Ive been contemplating renting a house for a long weekend in that area to explore a little more in depth. I’ve got to get it together.
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Fun for sure. I used to escape to an RV campground near Pt. Reyes Station for a week at a time and wander to my heart’s content. –Curt
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How wonderful!
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Beautiful!!
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I like that little C. can go “back” to where you played as a kid, even if childhood memories can be destroyed by the way things are now… (reason why I will never go back to the “magic house” by the sea in West Africa…
Thanks for the post Jenny. 🙏🏻
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It’s very fun to see my history through his eyes. He loves to go places and see new things. He is definitely a product of his Mama!
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For sure… (Though he likes tools like his Dad?)
And yes, it must be a reverse memory of your own history. Which does happen when one has children. You revisit your own childhood…
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