Many folks call it Pierce Point Ranch, named after the largest of four ranches in the 1800s, which made use of the Point Reyes peninsula. Prior to the ranching settlements, the Miwoks were stewards of this land, although this particular stretch was far too windy for villages. Some just call it the Point, which is as visceral a name as one could acquire. The land cuts north, flanked by the Pacific and Tomales Bay; it’s as if you’re walking on a land bridge carved by time, whale songs and sky. I can’t help but think of it as the Tulle Elk Reserve, and indeed this is one of the only places that you can see these great beasts that were the region’s dominant grazers until the ranchers came in and nearly wiped them out. Sensibility and 1970’s environmentalism won out, and eventually they were reintroduced and protected.
When you first see a Tulle Elk,