Henry Coe

March 11, 2014

Oh Henry Coe, how I love thee. Ornery turkeys, feral pigs, ever present blood sucking ticks, and endless hills that mock, inspire, and finally have their way with your legs. Honestly though, Coe park is a pretty unique gem and one of the few places that we have in the bay area in which one can escape into the vastness…

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February 1, 2013

Henry Coe State Park is a place that many, including myself, have a tough love relationship with. It’s a vast expanse of hills, creeks, and small lakes punctuated by poetic Oaks and mythical giant Madrones. In the cool months the rolling green hills go on and on, and if your legs could do the same, you might even be able…

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