East Coast, Oct 2014 (continued) – Princeton, Baltimore, Washington

The main reason we were on the East coast was the 50th reunion of Princeton’s 1964 undefeated football team, on which I played.  So on day 4 we caught a bus at Port Authority that took us right to Princeton’s Palmer Square, which is the location of the wonderful Nassau Inn, our home for 2 nights.

The 1964 team had a GREAT reunion, thanks to the ideas and efforts of a small reunion team which included my Berea High School classmate and Princeton star, Ron Landeck.  Turnout was awesome with a very high percentage of teammates returning along with coaches, trainers, and managers.   In many cases it was 5 decades since teammates had been in contact, so it was very special to be able to renew friendships, catch up at least a little and relive some of those moments.

Friday evening the reunion featured an unforgettable reception and dinner, which itself was made totally awesome by short, thoughtful talks by teammates, former coaches, and the University President.  Saturday morning was a meeting of teammates to remember and reflect on those 8 (now 9) teammates no longer with us.

Then it was on to Princeton Stadium for that afternoon’s game (lopsided win by Harvard).  Afterwards, next door at the new version of Frick Chemistry Lab, we had a social hour which included ’64-’66 classmates, leaving time for more socializing in town with friends.

After 50 years it was so rewarding to reunite with guys who were teammates for a great season and who went on to different careers all over the world, in many cases to be seen rarely if at all except, possibly, at Princeton’s world class reunions.

Sunday morning, with the Princeton “Dinky” train station in the middle of being relocated and not in operation, we took a cab to the nearby Princeton Junction train station and caught Amtrak to Philadelphia, where we changed trains for a stop in Baltimore to visit with our dear friend, John Racanelli, CEO of the National Aquarium.

This was a major, major highlight of our trip – John met us upon our entry and hosted a 3 hour tour of the Aquarium, in front of and behind scenes, as well as a most pleasant social hour overlooking Baltimore harbor and Chesapeake Bay.

In the construction zone of a new Aquarium exhibit with John R.

In the construction zone of a new Aquarium exhibit with John R.

We hadn’t seen John for about 3 years – he’d been working in the Bay Area with renowned ocean explorer and spokesperson, Sylvia Earle, but gave that up and moved his family to Baltimore to take what is turning out to be a dream job.  John and I had many one to one conversations over the years, as well as swims, and I am so happy he and the Aquarium connected when the top position opened up, since they’re perfect for each other.

After our visit with John, my wife and I reunited with Amtrak for the quick trip to Union Station in Washington.  As most readers know, D.C. has an incredible selection of world

The Lone Sailor of the impressive Navy Memorial

The Lone Sailor of the impressive Navy Memorial

class public spaces and museums.

Lobby of the National Postal Museum

Lobby of the National Postal Museum











We were especially glad to discover the under publicized and under appreciated Smithsonian National Postal Museum, which traces postal services from before our country’s founding.  At the museum we were Very Fortunate to connect with an extraordinary exhibit, Alphabetilately.  It was created 10 or so years ago by several Bay Area stamp collectors and 26 Bay Area graphics arts shops and merits, I believe, a more permanent home.

Panorama of a portion of the Alphabetilately exhibit, extended to October 15, 2015

Panorama of a portion of the Alphabetilately exhibit, extended to October 15, 2015

After being tourists for a couple days in D.C. with plenty of walking and $1 bus rides, we made our way (by the Metro of course) to Dulles and then United to SFO.

When thinking about your next holiday, consider international destinations but don’t overlook the U.S.!


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East Coast, Oct 2014 – New York City

Although this blog is intended to be more than a travelogue, some of the more interesting subjects in my life over the last few years (to me at least) and on which my comments may be of some interest or value to you are related to travel.

So…..last October my wife & I had several most memorable days on the East Coast.  We flew from SFO into Newark and gamely used public transportation to get around:   the bus into New York City for 3 nights there, another bus down to Princeton for 2 nights, Amtrak to Baltimore and on to Washington, then the Metro out to Dulles for our return to SFO.

In New York City we stayed in the Chelsea district – we hadn’t previously spent any time in

Chelsea's attractive Maritime Hotel - note the windows!

Chelsea’s attractive Maritime Hotel – note the windows!

that part of Manhattan, so walking offered the best way to check it out.  We made a beeline for the Chelsea Market, which is full of specialty shops for discerning New Yorkers and tourists.  (Posman Books’s letterpress card selection was superior as were The Lobster Place’s seafood display and offerings.)

Portion of The Lobster Place's large seafood selection

Portion of The Lobster Place’s large seafood selection


A Google sign affixed to the large building (2.9 million sq. ft., 4th largest in NYC) across the street attested to Google’s purchase of the building for its New York office in 2011.

Google's building. Maritime Hotel in background.

Google’s building. Maritime Hotel in background.

Nearby were many top notch retailers and the southern terminus of the spectacular High Line, an elevated 1.5 mile linear park on which we were awestruck by the views of New York and impressed with the variety of the park’s own landscapes and architecture.


Typical view from the High Line












We spent most of day two walking up town, taking in the bustle of the City during a steady rain.  Setting out, we had no particular destination beyond the large emporium of Italian food, cooking, culture, etc., Eataly on Fifth avenue at 23rd.

Eataly's presentation of Italian foods is impressive

Eataly’s presentation of Italian foods is impressive

After a pastry and great cup coffee we continued north on 5th Ave. and, after several short hours of taking in 5th and Madison Avenues, we were on the Upper East Side.  We decided to visit the East 70th Street club house of the Explorers Club, which I’ve been a member for many years.  Immediately upon entry we were very pleasantly surprised to be greeted by President Alan Nichols’s wife Becky, who we knew from the Bay Area and who just happened to be in the lobby as we arrived.

Explorers Club's clubhouse ambiance aided by the Polar Bear

Explorers Club’s clubhouse ambiance aided by the Polar Bear

(Mr. Nichols had just left for a flight back to SFO, while Becky stayed to continue her commitment to improving the clubhouse’s interior.).  Becky gave us a great tour of the building which included a one of a kind coincidence when we happened into one of the meeting rooms to find the Club’s aged tiger pelt being unfurled –it had been away for several months for cleaning and restoration.

Photos of members, all interesting

Photos of members, all interesting








On day 3 we kept near to Chelsea, walking the the High Line a second time as well as finding a crossing to the north end of the Hudson River Park.  Walking south, we couldn’t help but notice a temporary installation of wonderful moving sculptures by artist George Sherwood and were enthralled.   This extraordinary show of 6 pieces was in situ for only 8 months of 2014 and made for one of the best hours of our time in New York City.

See them all in this 2 minute video:

More of Sherwood’ Surf:

Gyres & Memory of Water:


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The Arrogance of Hillary Clinton

“And I’m trying to be as transparent as I possibly can.”

-Hillary Clinton as quoted in the New York Times on 9/8/15

Does anyone actually believe that statement?  Of course not.  It’s a lie on its face.  And we need truthful politicians, not those who lie.

I was astonished and seriously irritated the moment I heard that Hilary Clinton, as Secretary of State, chose to set up her own email system for her government work.  As a former Naval Officer with an appreciation of classified information and the extensive systems and training around it, it was (and is) incomprehensible to me that a senior government official, a Cabinet head, was doing all government email business on a server in her home.

It’s now 6+ months since this matter came to light widely in a New York Times article dated March 2nd.  During this period the public has endured professionally orchestrated PR efforts to minimize the matter and move it out of the limelight, but her decision looks as calculated and bad (for the public) as ever.  And her shifting positions and terminology, her grudging explanations, and her double-talk about transparency should, for any objective voter, cause doubts about her fitness for our country’s highest position.

Let’s work through this.

First, she chose to install her own infrastructure for important government work.  How was that decision made?  On the advice of privately engaged lawyers and consultants of course, who no doubt collaborated with her to decide “let’s just do it and worry about it later.” (If they did it without thinking about it much, that’s even worse.)  Was her decision cleared in advance by any responsible government staffers?  Well, we haven’t heard anything on that, so we must conclude the answer is “No.”  From the get-go, this decision was not only arrogant, but intentionally flaunted then existing government (including State Department) policy and (at least the spirit of) Freedom of Information Act (FOIA), as reported by numerous media outlets including Politico, the New York Times, and Slate.

Second, the PR output from Clinton’s camp about “nothing was classified at the time” is a complete red herring – it doesn’t matter!  ALL government communications – especially with the Secretary of State for goodness sake –  should be private, confined to those with a need to know.   Try as I might, I cannot get my mind around how a Secretary of State can do the job without sending or receiving info that must be for government eyes only, and therefore on government systems only, regardless of its classification or non classification.

Sidebar:  Can anyone imagine Goldman Sachs or General Electric tolerating individual employees creating and then doing all corporate business on their own independent email systems?  Of course not.  By definition, company business is assumed to be important and is discussed on company resources, not systems jury-rigged by employees operating willy-nilly.

Third, and overarching Clinton’s renegade behavior, there is the major subject of the Freedom of Information Act.  The US Government obviously can’t respond to FOIA inquiries responsibly after the documentation – paper or email – has been destroyed, as over 30,000 emails formerly on her server have been.  And who decided on what to delete? – Hilary’s staff did, blowing us a “Trust Us” kiss afterwards.  Arrogant.

To summarize, Clinton intentionally flaunted government policy by using her own system exclusively and then, audaciously, arrogantly, and without any oversight (yes, secretly),  deleted over 30,000 emails intermingled with government business, said to be personal but evidently the public will never know.  Just awful behavior.

She initially explained  “…I thought it would be easier to carry just one device…”  Which is both lame and laughable.  And arrogant.  What isn’t laughable is that she has not been forthcoming and has, in fact and solely for selfish political ambitions, made many statements found to be inaccurate by independent experts.  (For an accounting, see FactCheck.org, a project of the University of Pennsylvania’s Annenberg Public Policy Center.)

We don’t need public servants who choose to disregard this county’s laws and policy with impunity and then blatantly and repeatedly make misleading statements or lie.  If the Democratic Party’s logic is that she’s not perfect but she’s the best we have, I really worry for this country.


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The pals known as The Sharks

In the last post I mentioned the “Sharks,” three energetic senior citizens who reside in California and share a love of the outdoors.   Over five decades they’ve done a lot of mountain climbing together in the U.S. West, Alaska, and overseas.  It’s an impressive collection of accomplished guys who have maintained their friendships and I’d like to give them a little more “press.”

By way of background, in the 1970’s I met one of the Sharks, Hank Skade, through a childhood friend who also left our college town of Berea, Ohio for Princeton & San Francisco.  Then, through Hank, sometime ago I met the other Sharks…I am so fortunate to have connected with them, known them for more than a decade, and hiked with them on several Sierra Nevada mountains in addition to Mt. Morrison (Mt. Sill, Mt. Lyell, Mt. Conness) including a summit of Mt. Dana.

The Sharks met at the University of Oregon roughly 50 years ago and have been climbing together ever since.  They initially took the name “Eat Sharks and climb mountains,” a phrase they found in a summit log book way back when.  Over the years that handle was shortened to simply the “Sharks,” and that’s how they refer to themselves now, proudly.

For most of its history, the Sharks were a quartet and defined a “Shark summit”  as one in which at least 3 Sharks participated.  Using this definition, the Sharks  have summited 6 of the Seven Summits; only Everest is undone but there is some sense the window for them to get on top of it is closing.  Everyone is getting older, plus the commercialization of Everest base camp and summit attempts has served to lessen the Sharks’ interest.

The Sharks are: Les Dewitt, Hank Skade, and Bob Wyler.  (As mentioned in the prior entry, the 4th Shark, Ron Silviera, was taken by cancer last year.)

1985 - Mount Ritter, California. L-R: Bob, Les, Hank, Ron.

1985 – Mount Ritter, California. 13,150′.  L-R: Bob, Les, Hank, Ron.

Les Dewitt has been deeply involved with non-profit ventures for the past 25 years, especially those focused on education programs for underserved middle school students.  He has also become a committed advocate for policies that mitigate the proliferation of nuclear weapons, concentrating on connecting the corporate sector to that issue, and founding the Fund for Peace Initiatives.  Les is a  native of Kalamazoo, MI and a 51 year resident of Atherton, CA.  He has a B.A. in Political Science from UCLA and had a 30 year

1997 - Aconcagua. Hank, Bob, Les.

1997 – Aconcagua, Argentina.  22,841′. Hank, Bob, Les.

career in sales and investments prior to turning to non-profit work full time.  Les is an avid open water swimmer and a former member of the Dolphin Club and the Explorers Club.  He has served on many  local non-profit Boards and has spent over 15 years in youth athletic coaching.  He an his wife Lezlie have parented three young adults.   By the way, Les has scaled 5 of the Seven Summits and 13 of California’s 14 14,000′ summits.

Hank Skade is an entrepreneur in real estate, founder and owner of Tiburon Ventures, and co-founder and former CEO of Haiku Vineyards.  He has more than 30 years experience in real estate investment and development. Hank has entitled and developed land in the Coachella Valley of Southern California, the wine country of Northern California, and in the “Silicon Forest” corridor of Portland, Oregon.

In addition, Hank has a long history of involvement with environmental organizations

1990 - Hank, Ron & Bob on Kilimanjaro

1990 – Kilamanjaro, Tanzania.  19,341′.  Hank, Ron & Bob.

including San Francisco Bay Keeper (Board of Directors), the Denali Education Center in Alaska (Board of Trustees), the Headlands Institute in Golden Gate National Park, the San Francisco Ocean Film Festival, the American Alpine Club, and the Explorers Club.

Hank received his B.S. from the University of Oregon, where he also did graduate work in Environmental Studies.  He received his J.D. from Lewis & Clark Law School and served on its Board of Visitors for two decades.  (The Law School’s alumni magazine published another tribute to the Sharks with many interesting details here.)  In addition to mountain climbing, Hank’s interests include cycling, wines, photography, and helping his daughter, a high school senior, navigate the college selection process.

Bob Wyler, a resident of Southern California before and after his student days at Oregon is an authentic waterman and raconteur.  He’s surfed his entire life and continues that from his home just steps from the Pacific’s shore in  Manhattan Beach and over the winter in Baja California.  He open water swims of course and was a world champion paddle board racer.  Early in his career Bob was a ski “bum,” assiduously following his father’s advice to continue that profession as long as possible.  Since retiring from his roles as high school social studies teacher and career counsellor, he’s mostly given up hang gliding in favor of golfing, which takes at least 3 mornings a week.  Bob participates in or volunteers for several historic athletic contests in his hometown;  his commitment to equal opportunity has had a large impact on the Catalina Classic Paddleboard Race, a 32 mile race from Catalina Island to Manhattan Beach that is said to be the premier and most historical paddleboard race in the world.  Readers shouldn’t be surprised that a local paper reported that Bob is “an all-around fun connoisseur” who’d “rather have the time than the money.”  He’s also grandfather of 2!

1995 - Dinner at 17,200 feet on Denali. Les, Hank, Bob.

1995 – Denali, Alaska.  Dinner at 17,200 feet.  Les, Hank, Bob.

As mentioned I feel very fortunate to have crossed paths with the 4 Sharks, each a unique personality with his own interesting life path.  What is incrementally impressive is how, in planning or while on the mountain, they’re able to blend their different egos and problem solving approaches while holding the team’s welfare and mission paramount.  This is of course important while off-trail route-finding and, especially, when dangling on the side of a mountain.  Most impressively, despite the challenges of their activities and goals, they all appreciate, enjoy, and celebrate the journey.

2005 - Mount Dana. Ron, Bob, Krist, Les, Hank.

2005 – Mount Dana, Yosemite.  13,061′.   Ron, Bob, Krist, Les, Hank.  Mono Lake in background.



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Mount Morrison

You may have heard of the passing last month of Dick Bass, who, in 1985, became the first person to summit the highest mountain on each of the seven continents.  That achievement is described in the well received book he co-authored, Seven Summits, published in 1988.

Dick Bass’s pioneering effort is said to be the inspiration for many others to strive for some or all of the seven summits*.  (Of course, most people don’t strive to or summit any of those mountains, and I’d guess that only a few summit more than one or two.)

Three good friends, who have named themselves the “Sharks,” have climbed many mountains together over 5 decades and were influenced by Dick Bass, at least a little – they’ve done 6 of the seven summits.  Last week I was fortunate to join up with that very unique and accomplished social network on a hike whose goal was the summit of Mount Morrison.

On the world stage, or even just California’s, at 12,241 feet, Mount Morrison isn’t a particularly high mountain – many of its neighbors in the Sierra Nevada are higher, including 10 over 14,000 feet.  In fact, at first glance, one might think Mt. Morrison’s top, classified a Class 2 summit and therefore achievable without the need for technical climbing, should be a snap.

The mountain is just south of the resort town of Mammoth Lakes and is accessed from Convict Lake, which itself is accessed by a 2 mile spur west from scenic US 395.  167 acre Convict Lake, which unsurprisingly has a colorful history, is the location of of the impressive Convict Lake Resort and the U.S. Forest Service campground at which we car-camped.

This was the 3rd visit to Mount Morrison by the Sharks, who had been rebuffed twice earlier by unsafe weather.  The morning of the current effort was cloudless and we left camp reasonably early, well before 8.  Our plan was to take some unmarked, unimproved roads by vehicle to gain about 500 feet, which we did.  Starting our hike at 8:25, for an hour or so we made good progress by simply  following a dry creek bed up.  After a break we continued up, leaving the creek bed for easy but up cross-country.  After another hour or so we stopped to consult our maps to try to figure out where the summit was and the easiest and preferred route to it.  We spotted a faint trail in what we thought was the right direction so we followed it as it got steeper.  Our pace slowed and it was courteous of the stronger hikers to accommodate the slowest one (me).  Around noon, at around 11,000 feet, we conveniently met two hikers coming down off the mountain.

Having left the creek bed, cross country up. Mt. Morrison is to the right but not in view, except a lower flank.

Having left the creek bed, cross country up. Mt. Morrison is to the right but not in view, except a lower flank.  Photo courtesy of Bob Wyler.

In a wide ranging conversation, they confirmed we were on the right path to the top, and helpfully pointed out the specifics of advancing all the way, another 1200 feet or so up even steeper terrain.  As I have some discomfort with heights and could easily envision the onset of that condition soon from a visual of both our route and the surrounding terrain, I informed the others that I’d gone far enough and would wait for them near the trail when I could find a relatively flat spot.  This was fine with everyone.

About 100 feet down I did find a flat spot the size of a twin bed near a saddle whose overlook provided a sufficient taste of  acrophobia .  Although I expected a 2 hour interlude, I’d hardly gotten comfortable when I was joined by another of our hiking group.  This hiker, the strongest that day, explained that everyone was turning back because of various minor afflictions such as shortness of breath and an occasional problem with balance.

Bob catches a breath near what may be our high point of 11,000 or so feet. Photo courtesy of Hank Skade.

Bob catches a breath near what may be our high point of 11,000 or so feet. Photo courtesy of Hank Skade.

We soon had a mini-reunion, a bonding moment, and walked down pretty much the way we’d come up.  (Except that it’s big country, it’s different going down, etc.)

Even though none of the group summited, it was a great time, nonetheless.   We had excellent weather and great scenery, companionship, and hiking.  I’d put the root causes of our turning back to the fact that none of us, all seniors, are getting any younger and for anyone of us who may have once been super attracted to bag another summit, that disposition is lessening with age.  I feel good about leaving sea level on Sunday and on Tuesday hiking from an elevation of 8000 feet up another 3000 feet.

By the time we got down to the 4Runner it was 3:30 or so, a nice time for a visit to Wild Willie’s Hot Spring just a few miles away!  The modestly improved hot spring, popular with other tourists too, was beautifully situated in the middle of a very large meadow with expansive views.  Most unusual, in fact surreal, was the herd of very black cows that was closely surrounding the spring’s gathering point.

Dick Bass’s seven summits:

  • Everest (29,035 feet) – Asia
  • Aconcagua (22,834 feet) – South America
  • McKinley (20,320 feet) – North America
  • Kilimanjaro (19,339 feet) – Africa
  • Elbrus (18,510 feet) – Europe
  • Vinson (16,067 feet) – Antarctica
  • Kosciuszko (7,310 feet)

Note:  There isn’t total consensus on the “seven summits.”  The Wikipedia entry provides details.

The morning after...Les, Hank, & Bob chewing the fat.

The morning after…the Sharks, Les, Hank, & Bob, chewing the fat.

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Serving others

For those readers who may be interested in keeping up with a wonderful dog family member, the blog at MrWally.com has a recent entry on serving others.

It begins:

“One of my guardians recently visited Ohio for a high school reunion, to see family, and to participate in a tour of the Cleveland Museum of Natural History, an auction item on which he was the winning bidder at a fundraiser  for one of his causes, The Education Foundation.

(The tour was given by paleoanthropologist Bruce Latimer, the museum’s former Executive Director, a professor at Case Western Reserve University, and an authority on the evolution of human locomotion.)

Bruce Latimer, renowned paleoanthropologist, and a portion of the world-class collection at the Cleveland Museum of Natural History

Bruce Latimer, renowned paleoanthropologist, and a portion of the world-class collection at the Cleveland Museum of Natural History

For more on Wally & serving others, please see MrWally.com.

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A Highly Recommended Hike

Last week, to celebrate my wife’s birthday, she, one of her best childhood friends, and I took a hike in Mount Tamalpais State Park, which is just a few miles north of the Golden Gate Bridge.  Not only do I recommend the trails we took, others do too.*

Mount Tamalpais State Park, as the name suggests, is on Mount Tamalpais (summit at 2571 feet), and encompasses 6300 acres.  The Park surrounds the more famous Muir Woods National Monument and its redwoods, and is bounded on the south by Golden Gate National Recreation Area (GGNRA).  On the north the Park is also bounded by GGNRA as well as the Marin Municipal Water District, many more thousands of acres of open space.

We’re indeed fortunate to have world-class parks such as these so easily accessible to urbanized San Francisco!

We three chose to do a loop trip from Pantoll, a crossroads of sort, which has a ranger station, campground, and parking lot.  After a picnic lunch at Pantoll, our hike started nearby on the Matt Davis Trail**, which winds through wooded areas, occasionally interrupted by open fields which, on a

On the Matt Davis Trail, with the fog in background hiding the Pacific.

On the Matt Davis Trail, with the fog in background hiding the Pacific.

clear day, offer spectacular views of the Pacific Ocean and coast.  However, our day was cloudy & foggy, as the nearby photo attests.




This section of the Matt Davis is flat to downhill, so we more or less coasted down the 1499’ elevation loss to the beachfront town of Stinson Beach.


Further down the Matt Davis we have an easy stroll through a scenic forest.




After refreshments at Stinson’s Sand Dollar Restaurant, we picked up the Dipsea Trail (namesake of the world famous Dipsea Race***) for a mile or so until it intersects with the spectacular Steep Ravine Trail at a bridge over Webb Creek. For Steep Ravine, stay left.

On the Dipsea Trail's The Moors section, looking back towards Stinson Beach.

On the Dipsea Trail’s The Moors section, looking back towards Stinson Beach.

According to Dipsea historian Barry Spitz, the Dipsea Trail was first documented on a county map in 1854 and was probably in use as a native American footpath many years earlier. The trail goes from the picturesque town of Mill Valley up and over Mt. Tam’s flanks to Stinson Beach, 7 miles.  From the Dipsea Race’s beginning in Mill Valley, the trail is up, down, up, and down to Steep Ravine; then  it goes up 100’ or so  steeply (“Insult Hill”) before its final, scenic descent through “The Moors” to Stinson Beach.

The Steep Ravine trail is all uphill but not particularly steep – the trail is just a fairly steady up through redwoods, firs, and ferns, all the while with Webb Creek a few feet away offering wonderful sights and sounds.  I do believe the “steep” refers to the ravine’s sides which in many places are very steep.  They’re also beautiful with the trees and foliage, all enhanced by the occasional and ever changing beams of sunlight that often come through.

Looking up in Steep Ravine.

Looking up in Steep Ravine.

The round trip hike is 7.3 miles – about 2 hours down and 2 hours up, plus any time to goof off in Stinson Beach (a fine swim beach is available, however surf and/or sharks may be present).

It was an affirming, most pleasant afternoon, one we’ll all easily remember fondly.

If you’d like to learn more about Mt. Tam, nearby parks, and related natural science and culture, there’s a good listing of aligned organizations at the Tamalpais Conservation Club’s website.



*Other reputable sites which recommend this hike include:

1. http://www.bahiker.com/northbayhikes/stinson.html has an excellent description of the hike we took and others.

2. http://www.redwoodhikes.com/Home.html.   3 of 5 stars, tied with several other trails in the SF Bay Area for the highest grade given to 35 trails rated in the Bay area.  “Each park and trail has been rated from one to five stars based on how enjoyable it is overall, with an emphasis on redwoods.”   This site is an excellent source for hikes in old growth redwood forests.

3. http://alltrails.com/trail/us/california/dipsea-steep-ravine-matt-davis-loop, a National Geographic property, gives this hike 4.5 stars of 5 possible.

**Who was Matt Davis?  Matt Davis lived in a small cabin on Mt. Tam and was paid to cut trails by the Tamalpais Conservation Club.  In the 1920’s he worked on what is now named the Matt Davis Trail.

***The Dipsea Race, which covers the length of the Dipsea Trail, was founded in 1905 and is the oldest organized trail race in America.  Some term it “grueling” and several sections of the race trail are named descriptively including “Suicide,” “Dynamite,” “The Rainforest,” “Cardiac Hill,” “Swoop,” and “Insult Hill.”  Click here for photos.

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