There are crossing guards in town for all the pedestrians–2400 for just
the Amsterdam and the Statendam alone. We immediately head out to
Creek Street. The whole port side of town is built on pilings
for several blocks.
Dolly's place on Creek Street is one of the more famous or infamous–Dolly
was a successful working girl and madam during the gold rush days. She had borrowed
$1700 (a large sum back then) to purchase the house and paid off the loan
in 2 weeks.
Now it's mostly art galleries, souvenir shops, and restaurants. Dolly's
place is a museum.
Oh yes, it was raining pretty good, but we had our ponchos and had
dressed in warm layers. Ferns were just unrolling their fronds for the
summer.
The salmon swim up this creek to spawn and a fish ladder is in place to allow them
to swim past a steep section of the creek.
There's an alternate route up the creek with an appropriate name.
We were headed for a trail head, but detoured through City Park. Everyone
we talked to about the trail said that we really, really needed to wait
for the shuttle or to hire a cab because the road was so steep. We didn't.
There were a few people at the trail head who had taken the shuttle.
But for the most part we were alone on the trail to enjoy the flowers like
these lovely yellow violets.
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