No trip to the San Francisco Bay area is complete without a day-trip across the Golden Gate Bridge to Marin County and the famous redwoods of Muir Woods. Word to the wise: go early (the park opens at 8am) before the throngs of tourists and locals descend and make parking and silence impossible. We got there around 8:30am on a Saturday, and the timing was perfect for primo parking and thin crowds hiking the paths. Another word to the wise: the road up is winding, cliff-side, often without guard rails, and has no bike lanes but plenty of suicidal bikers competing for road space. Once safely ensconced in the belly of the forest, the trees – amongst the tallest on earth and towering like cathedral spires – are astounding, and I could imagine Terrence Malick coming here to die and be buried so he can forever be under sunlight streaming through treetops.