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Who that knows the trail from Mill Valley to Bolinas, by way of Wi

Who that knows the trail from Mill Valley to Bolinas, by way of Willow Camp, can ever forget the enchanting beauty of the panorama that unfolds before the vision? The tenderest tenderfoot forgets the toil of climbing in contemplation of its delights and surprises. – Eufina C. Tompkins, “Story of Two California Artists,” in Sunset, June 1904

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