Tomales Bay.
...hereafter also known as Rusty's Hill
I relaxed here, had brunch, glad to have found a spot clear enough of clouds to actually get to the coast.

*Rusty, almost done with his Slingshot, had just finished a homebuilder's "vacation", and was fully overloaded with PolyBrush and MEK. Wondering if these things really do someday fly, he requested a flight and picture for inspiration. Of course I aim to please, and this seemed a reasonable request. :-) I had always thought of some lame excuse not to go to the coast, and Rusty's request made this a good time to just do it. Now I think I'll need to go back to do a dedication ceremony with the resident seagulls and turkey vultures. Okay, Rusty, now you owe me a flight and picture!