Stinson Beach is the most beautiful beach in the world

When my parents weren’t tanked, we had plenty of fun times growing up in Marin County back in the day.  We drove up to the Russian River and canoed around, carried kites and hiked straight up from the house up into our hills, pulling apart rusty barbwire fences and squeezing in between, cutting through pastures on the way.  My father loved hiking, and we made up funny songs as we walked, poems and skits for each other, gut busting laughs.  It almost seemed to make up for unpredictable drunk ugly. Continue reading “fun times” »