Point Reyes

We decided to take a "road trip" with Zoe today. A road trip with a baby is really a day trip within a 2 hour drive of the apartment. New additions to the family require a paradigm shift and a bit of flexibility and compromise. Max realized that the Cowgirl Creamery was within the requisite 2 hour radius so we decided on a visit there and some hiking on the nearby bluffs of Point Reyes. Since we knew it would be cold, we bundled the little one up in a teddy bear snuggly. Little Zozo is incredibly cute as these pictures will attest, especially when she's asleep.

The Cowgirl creamery was in a kind of picturesque yuppie minimall with a handmade clothing store. We sampled a few of the cheeses which were good, although we had been so spoiled by France and true artisan cheeses made in small stone farm houses that we were a bit disappointed in the U.S. version. They did have some locally made ice cream that was worthy of a sampling as well.





Little Zozo slept during our visit to the creamery and managed to stay asleep during our entire hike along the cold windy bluffs. On our way back we saw a herd of el, and I remembered the ominous sign at the trailhead of "elk rutting season, do not approach." While elk are known for being docile, I pictured us being trampled by the herd. We walked by quickly and I kept a watchful eye on them while Max lagged behind so he could get some pictures (his Japanese blood demanding pictures and overcoming any fear of rutting elk).