golden gate from kirby cove
We walked down to Kirby Cove last Sunday morning (this picture is from a couple years ago, though). It’s the San Francisco skyline you see underneath the Golden Gate Bridge. The first time I came here, I had the beach all to myself. Here I was, just a couple miles from one of the most popular places to visit in the world, and it was just little me. It’s startling how much a one mile walk will weed out millions of people. For Kirby Cove, you park as you would for Battery Spencer (the Marin Headlands side of the Golden Gate Bridge). There’s a gated dirt road just west of the parking area: It’s a mile to the bottom. My favorite part on the way down is the aromatic grove of eucalyptus trees just before the campground.
Kirby Beach is cozy, you can walk end-to-end in a few minutes.
Last Sunday, we shared the beach with two men who were fishing right out of the ocean. It was interesting watching them work methodically through the foamy surf. They threw a lot of little fish back.
Adam and I spent most of our time trying to get a big buoy ball back out of the water (we succeeded) after we’d rolled it down the sloping beach. Diana relaxed on a big piece of driftwood.