On our last day in the Bay Area, I took Mollie, my daughter, her boyfriend and my wife, to another of my favorite places from back in the day.
This is Indian Rock… I know, it is amazing that in the Bay Area, right near Berkeley, the center of the liberal, politically correct universe, that they haven’t changed it to ‘Native American Rock’… but they haven’t… yet.
This rock does have grinding holes for acorns, and was used by the Native Americans… but I’m pretty sure they didn’t carve the stairs.
This was always a fun place to go. When I was little, my friends and I would scramble all over the rocks. Later, it was a great place to bring a date to watch the sunset.
Now, it has been discovered by the tourists, and worse, the yuppies. It is too crowded at sunset. I did tell a funny…
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