We parked just south of the San Mateo Bridge on Beach Park Blvd. in Foster City where unlimited parking is easy and also free. There are many points at which to access the trail, and the ride here is flat and beautiful with views of the bay and then of inlets to sooth the spirits of people like us who live in the hot inland parts of the Bay Area. The day that we rode here the fog was in when we arrived, but it soon dissipated to reveal clear blue skies.
Riding south, we found plenty of green parks, including a couple with restroom facilities that we happened upon at good times. We made one error in trying to ride south, but we could see we were headed in the wrong direction, so we turned around and asked some passing walkers how to get across to ride by the Oracle campus.They sent us down an old road with a barrier, which we went around and then we crossed over the Oracle Bridge to ride on the most elegant part of the trail, smoothly paved with exercise/play equipment for adults. There we settled on a bench to enjoy coffee that I had brought with us from home. We rode on to a spot a bit past the Redwood Shores Public Library, hoping to find a restaurant, but did not find anything. Being unfamiliar with the area, we were hesitant to get off the path. Fortunately, I had brought some snacks with us, which we enjoyed at a picnic table in a pleasant area.
Heading back after lunch, we faced a head wind which was a bit tiring, but it was a nice day for a ride of a little over 13 miles. And we are looking forward to going back to ride a segment of the trail further south.
In June, we took most of our family on a trip to Coronado Island, stopping for one night each way in Solvang at the attractive Corque Hotel. On Coronado we stayed at the Glorietta Bay Inn, a comfortable, well-located hotel developed in the old Spreckels Mansion. On our first day my husband and I and our grandson caught the bicycle path just down the hill from our hotel; this path runs along a golf course, then under the Coronado Bridge to follow Sand Diego Bay. Just past the ferry landing, we exited to the street to ride north and then west past the Naval Air Station and then around to the eponymous Ocean Blvd. which follows the ocean down to the famous Del Coronado Hotel. Riding on the path or on the streets is a pleasant experience because there is little traffic in either place. However, later in the day the path does become a bit more congested. I especially enjoy looking at the distinctive houses on Coronado as we glide past them. Coronado reminds me of an earlier era in our country with its peaceful atmosphere and old-fashioned main street, Orange Avenue, that has all the shops and services necessary for daily life. Before lunch we circled the island one way, and then after lunch my husband and I rode around the island the other way, choosing some different streets to ride on. Our grandson decided that circling the island once was enough for him; he is not as crazy as his aging grandparents.
The next day the three of us set out on the Silver Strand after one of our sons drove us to Imperial Beach so that we could ride the path back into Coronado. It was an idyllic morning, foggy but warm, as we enjoyed the freedom of the path with very few cross streets to interfere with the sheer pleasure of pedaling. As we drew closer to Coronado, there were some traffic circles and a few cross streets. We took advantage of the location of Loew’s Resort to stop for coffee and a short rest. The resort is on an interesting inlet with houses and all sorts of boats moored there.
Inlet by Loews Resort
Leaving Loews, we pedaled on toward Coronado, stopping at one of the designated viewpoints to take pictures.
Shortly thereafter, we arrived back in Coronado where we had an excellent fish lunch at the Bluewater Restaurant at the Coronado Yacht Club.
We have stayed with the family on Lopez Island, now Coronado. Next Prince Edward Island?
Our first night out on this trip we stayed at the Running Y Lodge just outside of Klamath Falls. It is a beautifully laid out resort with pleasant young people running the place. We tried a bike ride on their three mile path surrounding the golf course, and while some of it was decent riding, it was steep, curving, and narrow in spots, not my favorite type of bike ride. However, it did give us a modicum of exercise after long day in the car.
The next morning we drove into Klamath Falls, where by dint of using the Google maps app, we located the OC&E Woods Line State Trail, where we parked by Wiard Park. This is a well-maintained mostly flat trail developed on an old railroad right-of-way that runs out of Klamath Falls to Sycan Marsh. We rode the part from Wiard Park to the very small town of Olene, a return trip of a little over 12 miles. After Olene the paving runs out, making for rougher riding. The trail goes through some modest housing areas just out of Klamath Falls but soon enters farming country with rich looking fields and lots of cattle. This is an appealing country ride, most enjoyable on a clear warm morning.
For Californians, we have had a hard winter, so now in the middle of February, it is a pleasure to observe the resiliency of Mother Nature, the emerging blossoms and even the oft troublesome (for those of us with allergies) mustard weed. In the Napa Valley, where the Napa River has historically been prone to cause problems, we were not surprised to see the river at a high level as well as all the creeks running with water like rivers, and full ditches and rivulets everywhere. But all of this rain has turned the landscape green and lovely. We were a little bit worried about mudslides or washouts on the roads, but we did not have any trouble.
We did our usual Yount Mill Road, Hwy. 29, Oakville Crossroad, Silverado Trail and back to Yountville Crossroad with one deviation, recommended by a pleasant woman in the Yountville tourist advice center. We took Finnell Road off of Yountville Cross to come back into town. It was a gorgeous short detour with vineyards growing right up to the road and attractive houses along the way. This kind of pretty, quiet country road is a cyclist’s dream.
Having finished our ride, we headed for downtown Napa where we had reservations for lunch at the CIA at Copia, a new restaurant that has opened at the Copia facility next to the Oxbow Market. The interior is contemporary and spacious, and the service and food were both good. I had the lamb sirloin tartine for my main course, and it was outstanding. With the pots de crème dessert, I felt that my lunch was the perfect complement to a lovely day.
The Vine Trail, Napa Valley
A couple of weeks ago, we drove to Yountville and parked in the lot at Vintage 1870 as usual. But instead of taking our regular route to Rutherford and around, we checked out this new trail. Some people monitoring a bike event told us that although the trail is not officially open, it is all right to ride on it.
This is a beautiful trail, smooth and mostly flat. Just out of Yountville, the scenery is rural with fields, large trees, and vineyards. Other people are friendly and considerate. It is a safe ride until Oak Knoll, but just past there where the area becomes more urban with houses and businesses, there are three rather difficult crossings that have not yet been signalized for the path. It might be better to ride on the street rather than on the trail at the first difficult crossing. We rode as far as Trancas and Redwood Rd., where we had coffee at the Starbucks just off of Redwood Rd. and then turned around and rode back. It was an charming ride of about 12 miles.
Staying at the Ashland Hills Hotel, we found it a bit of an uphill ride to get over the freeway and up to the main street of Ashland, Siskiyou Blvd., but once there we enjoyed a long coast through this attractive little town. Then turning on Third St., we rode down to the Central Bike Path, which we accessed behind Noble Coffee Roasting. This path is well used by locals, and while it does not have outstanding scenery, it does run along some parks and an old cemetery, which at my age I like to ride past. When we returned to Ashland St., we stayed on the path and circled around to access the street further along, making our return ride a bit easier. We did this ride on the morning of the second day of our recent trip to Lopez Island in Washington, and coming back, we repeated it to go to the Ashland Food Coop between A St. and B St. to buy lunch supplies for our trip home. While this is not a long ride, it does get the blood circulating in the early morning.
Also during this stay in Ashland, we ate dinner at the Peerless Hotel Restaurant both going up and coming back. This is in an interesting old hotel with a wonderful restaurant, serving novel delicious food such as lobster potato skins and carrot cake with pea ice cream. Despite many trips to Ashland, we had never stayed at the Ashland Hills Hotel before, nor had we eaten at the Peerless; we consider both real finds. The hotel is not within walking distance to town, but it is beautifully renovated with large, airy rooms and the prices are more reasonable than most of the closer-in accommodations. We will visit both of this places on our next trip to Ashland, whether we are just passing through or stopping to see some plays.
My husband and I spent Memorial Day riding the Arroyo Mocho Trail to Concannon Blvd. with a return on the Isabel Avenue trail. It was a glorious day with lots of people about, in a holiday mood, obviously enjoying themselves. We were greatly surprised to see the usually dry arroyo full of water, looking almost like a river. However, it was a great pleasure to ride along the trail with water bubbling close by. In fact, it was almost like riding along the Truckee River.
Some of the Livermore natives informed us that the water comes from faraway sources to recharge the groundwater. I found an explanation at this link. Where the trail passes under Stanley Blvd. there was about three inches of water covering the path. I wanted to go cross at the signal on the road, but my husband proved that the water was not too deep by walking his bike through it. Since I had on shoes with open tops, I rode my bike–it was sort of a splashy thrill.
We had wonderful water views such as the one above all the way to Concannon Blvd., where Livermore assumed its usual dry but attractive aspect with lovely homes among the vineyards. And as is a custom with us, we finished our adventure with a lunch at Garré Winery.