We got up, drove, and started early, but it was already hot when we started so that is never a good sign. It starts in the shaded trees and meets up with a fire road that had barely any shade. The bugs were horrible at the start, but get less when you meet the fire road. This is a never ending climb to the top and all we saw was trucks and bikes, no other hikers. As you can imagine, we were ready to drink wine in Napa after this hike!

The park was named after the writer, Robert Louis Stevenson, when he spent his honeymoon here and wrote about it. The Native Californians called this “human mountain.” It was renamed by Russian surveyors who have a plaque at the top and named it after their commander’s wife.