It has become almost a tradition, our breakfast runs, taking place once or twice a month. Sometimes they are only 2 or 3 hours, sometimes almost the whole day. It doesn't matter, it's always fun. The last two weeks nothing worked out, neither with Dan nor me, so it was more than time. On Monday we went north, into Marin County, along Hwy. 1 up to Marshall, than weaving backwards along backroads. Good breakfast, nice roads, not much traffic ( mostly ), about 4 hours and 160 miles. A fun breakfast run in the best tradition.
We met at the brand new rest stop Crystal Springs at 7:30, conveniently located for both of us, on 280 right after Hwy. 92.
Dan flying in
From there it was slab to San Francisco, ca. 15 miles, kinda boring, but we were hungry and wanted to get reasonably fast to our breakfast spot, DipSea in Mill Valley.
Interstate 280. Boring, though much nicer than 101 and, at least,not to much traffic this morning, going against the commute.
That would change in San Francisco. 19th Ave. was packed, as usual
Can you feel the vibration, the unending fun we had ?
The Golden Gate, obscured by fog, as it is almost always in summer
The DipSea Cafe. A little history to the name Dipsea Cafe :
The Dipsea Café was named for the seven mile Dipsea trail which begins in downtown Mill Valley, goes up 672 wooden steps, winds up and over Mt. Tam, and ends at Stinson beach. Held every year since 1905, the Dipsea Race is one of the oldest foot races in the US, second only to the Boston Marathon. Calling themselves the “Dipsea Indians,” the Dipsea Race was started by a group of hikers from the Olympic Club. At the end of the race these hikers would congregate at the Dipsea Inn, where all would partake of lunch and grog.
The breakfast was good and plenty, but somewhat expensive. But what do you expect in Mill Valley ?
warm and welcoming inside
corned beef hash with home fries, eggs and biscuit. Very nice.