I really thought I was done with the California posts, but then I realised I’d left one out; I didn’t spend a fortnight in Berkeley and not visit San Francisco. In fact, Rosa and I headed into the city a few times, armed with clipper cards and a checklist of landmarks. I think we pretty much ticked them all off – eventually – so here’s an illustrated guide to our “scenic route” walking tour of SF.

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I talk about my sister, Rosa, a lot; my usual joke is that telling the stories of what she gets up to halfway around the world makes me seem way cooler. But for a couple of weeks in the middle of summer, I finally got to share a bit of her life in Berkeley, California, and come away with some fun stories of my own. We spent days wandering the hills of San Francisco; crossed the Bay to check out Marin County; made our way to Land’s End to paddle in the Pacific; spent a day in Davis where Rosa first lived in CA; and even navigated to Muir Woods via public transport.

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St Ives was just a short drive away from our cottage in the very south-west of Cornwall, so we decided to dedicate a misty day to wandering its quaint (though tourist-filled) alleyways and stretching shoreline. It was beautifully photogenic and we spent a very happy few hours browsing the independent art galleries and stores, feasting on Cornish pasties and watching the mist creep quietly away out to sea.

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