The Pines is a community that looks like no other, yet how did it become this way? After modest beginnings in the ‘50’s, a talented roster of architects emerged to create an architecture as distinctive as its inhabitants. Harry Bates, Earl Combs, and the prolific Horace Gifford led the way, abetted by inspired cameos from Arthur Erickson, Andrew Geller, Marcel Bretos, James McCloud, and Don Page. While each pursued different forms, all shared the belief that life at the beach should be carefree as well as maintenance-free. Gone were the painted surfaces, clipped lawns, and all the brute force associated with maintaining the typical suburban home. Naturally-weathering cedar and redwood pavilions in a riot of shapes established our signature architecture. Yet for all of their sculptural purity, these homes offered a relaxed and sensual ambience that resonated with weekenders attired in nothing more than a bikini and Bain de Soleil. The Stonewall generation artfully and gently colonized a fragile landscape. For like most beautiful things, the Pines is an easily marred countenance. When confronted by an aggressive fence, or a steroidally bloated house, or a renovation that obliterates the finer aspects of the original, I worry that the Pines has lost its way. This inaugural, guided tour of mid-century homes is a call to action that aims to unlock our history, rethink our priorities, and honor homeowners who have maintained the integrity of their vintage properties.