by Janet Klein
Recently we have been blogging some favorite Mt. Tamalpais memories, shared by community members who attended our first workshop on the future of the Mt. Tamalpais Watershed. Read more and share your own memories below. Then join us November 15 for our second workshop to help chart a course for this invaluable community asset.
My grandfather’s passing was the first time in my adult life that I lost someone very close to me. For the weeks after his death I would make my way to a knoll above 6 Points and reflect on his life and our relationship with Mt. Tam in the background. It brought closure and serenity.
Fishing at the lakes when I was a kid. I would light a small fire and cook a hamburger with my coffee-can griddle at the lakeshore.
Taking our young children on a hike around Lake Lagunitas or Bon Tempe.
As a hike leader I try to include moments of beauty which are pointed out to hikers. They are often received in awe by visitors new to the area. They are amazed at the beauty so close to an urban area.
It is hard to think of just one moment. Every moment away from my computer is a present, especially when I am in nature—Mt. Tam—my backyard.
Doing trail work with MMWD.
Watching students release fish they raised in a classroom aquarium—Trout in the Classroom.
Taking my City College of San Francisco ecology lab class to look at some effects of Sudden Oak Death. Seeing students, many of whom had never been to Mt. Tam, appreciate the area and experience and see the topics we talk about in class. They liked it so much they stayed two hours late to finish the project.
Seeing my first pileated woodpecker when I first moved here from Washington State.
Seeing a coyote on 5 Point Trail on the first day I moved to Fairfax.
Saw some super rad white mushrooms growing out of redwood litter. They were really neat looking. I felt like was in the Northwest, not in central CA.
Introducing new people to the trails and vistas.
Biking up Railroad Grade for the first time and admiring the views!
Running and hiking trails for most of adult life.
As a kid hiking to Phoenix Lake regularly with my brother and feeling the freedom and adventure that went along with it. Being part of something wild brought peace and perspective to me as a teen in the 1970s.
One summer, many years ago: pedaling through the thick fog, climbing the last rocky section of Eldridge Grade, out into the blazing sun of East Peak of Mt. Tamalpais, now a small island protruding through the sea of gray drizzle below. A day forever etched into my memory.