“This is not what I signed up for,” said our buddy Scott, in the middle of the second flight of stairs on the Dipsea Steps.
We tempted him and our cousin Alexis with a beautiful hike that led to a fantastic cabin, tucked away on Mt. Tam.
At the last minute, I convinced them to try out the hike starting in downtown Mill Valley, at the foot of the Dipsea Steps. A car nap revived me after my graveyard shift.
What could go wrong?
We survived the steep climb up 688 steps. We gawked at gorgeous mountain mansions along the rugged Dipsea Trail. An hour later, we arrived at the Tourist Club.
Everyone agreed that the destination was worth sore legs and lack of oxygen.
Also – I suspect everyone would have been happy with the flatter, 30-minute hike into the Tourist Club.
The Dipsea Steps are the “warm-up” lap to one of the oldest foot races in the country. Runners passed us as we crawled up three flights.
Many folks pack their own goodies for a picnic. I picked up a corned beef sandwich on Rosemary focaccia bread from the Mill Valley Market.