Tiburon Field-trip: No Chaperons Needed

This morning the wind was whipping down the dock of our houseboat community. While I drank peppermint tea and worked on my manuscript, Bill took his mistress boat, Ergo, out to compete in The Corinthian race. Around noon he called to say there were gale winds in Raccoon Strait and he’d dropped out. Suddenly the day was empty. We decided to take a field-trip over to Tiburon. Bill’s the Commodore of the Singlehanded Sailing Society and he wanted to check-in on the race committee. Here they are on the race deck, braving the elements at the Corinthian Yacht Club www.corinthianyc.org  

You’ll find me in the  restaurant or bar thinking about the people braving the elements. The Corinthian is over 100 years old and it has a true sense of sailing history. Beyond the sailboats and across the water you can see ferries that travel between Tiburon and San Francisco.

Here’s a view from the race deck toward San Francisco’s city-front. Typically it’s breathtaking but it was dismal today:

Main Street in Tiburon is tiny, picturesque and fun. And if you enjoy shopping, I’ve saved the best for last: Citrus www.shopcitrus.com The shop’s tagline is: Hand-Picked Little Luxuries and that is certainly true. Hannah scored a birthday present and I’m very tempted to return…..once I figure out what color I want my cowgirl boots to be…..honestly, I probably do need a chaperon.

The photograph doesn’t do it justice: Citrus is bright and colorful and you’ll just have to visit and find out for yourself. Kelly, the owner, is darling and you will be unable  to resist the selection and her welcoming spirit.