Raw and Slimy Does It

It doesn't take long for the scenery to pick up north of the Golden Gate in Marin County. Stinson Beach offers the first temptation to halt the northward momentum and bang some rays, especially since it is Saturday, 75 degrees and sunny. It seems the Marina and Pacific Heights neighborhoods of San Fran have been evacuated and sent to this beach and beyond for the day. Beautiful people and their beautiful children walk with great posture toward the water and set down baskets full of cheeses, salami, sliced vegetables, and spritzers.
And oysters are everywhere. I eat 6 bbq'd in Inverness, a tiny town on the edge of Tomales Bay and the north side of Point Reyes. They come from the nearby Drake Bay Oyster Farm. They are salty and delicious.

Further up, I inspect a few oyster grill areas on Tomales. The Tomales Bay Oyster Company is packed with 20-somethings that look and sound sufficiently lubricated for this noon hour. I continue to Marshall where the energy calms a bit and the Hog Shack Oyster bar's outdoor picnic spot looks appealing. I lurk around, wander among the picnic tables, and snap some photos, the lone, creepy ranger of Hwy 1.