One of the highlights of Point Reyes is the beach, which is fairly protected and secluded (you can easily have miles of beach all to yourself.) The drive out to the beach is down a long, windy road that zig zags the mountains of the park. Off that road we saw a bobcat, a possum-looking thing and a few nutjob cyclists. Other than that it was natural landscape and isolation for as far as the eye could see.
As we finally neared the beach and the end of the road Jack suddenly veers onto the shoulder, slams into park and jumps out of the car. “Hold on, I need to make a phone call!”