Day 188 - A walk back in time

It was a great marin day and John's birthday.  The only problem with the day was the cool weather.  I always hope for super warm weather when we visit.  Our first stop was to Cowgirl Creamery in Point Reyes Station.  We didn't even taste the cheese, I already know it's good and it was too chaotic in the little store with the girls.  I did, however, buy a t-shirt.  This is my kind of souvenir collecting.  My latest trend seems to be collecting t-shirts from artisan food purveyors.  We had promised the girls some ice cream as we were walking into the store since we saw people walking out with large scoops, afterall, it was a creamery, right, they had to have ice cream.  We had to renig on our offer after we learned that there was only one flavor of ice cream (peach) and it was terrible expensive.

Next stop - Bear Valley Visitors Center.  Did I know this was the name of the place? No.  If you had told me we were going to Bear Valley VC, would I have known where you were talking about? No.  I know it as the place where you see the Earthquake trail and the Miwok Village.  I have been here many times, probably when I was Hannah's ago and definitely on field trips and with out of town visitors like my Aunt Anita and her family.  The girls, John, and I did the earthquake trail.  Fortunately, they had kid versions of the info signs.  The best part is the place where you can see that a fence was separated and displaced 16 feet during the 1906 earthquake.  I kept telling the girls about the cow that fell in the crack in the earth.  I think this place used to be on the trail or maybe the story was.  We never found it, I guess that's not part of the trail anymore.

Grandma and Papa walked with us up to the Miwok Village.  There were some great reconstructed structures in the village, just like I remembered.  G&P even tricked us at one point, seeming to disappear, then jumping out of a hut to scare us.  We totally fell for it! 

One the way home, we went to Lococos in San Anselmo.  After 30+ years in Marin, this was the first time any of us had tried this Lococos.  I was great and Dad swears it might even be better than the original.  The evening ended with a night walk up in the open space hills to the horse stables.  I couldn't believe we went all the way over there considering how close to dark it was when we left, but we were with my Dad, so I shouldn't be too surprised.  The highlight were the owls we spotted and the horse that bent down to have Haley pet it.  The girls later identified the owls with Papa in a bird book, now I can't remember what kind they were.  Barn owls?  They were white and loud screechers.