Back in April I took a four-day trip to the San Francisco area for work. Work took the majority of the time, and the last full day in the state I had a serious cold that was made much worse by the six hour plane flight back to Connecticut, but I still got around to see some of the area.
I only real time I got to spend in the city I walked around the Marina area, which is an extremely wealthy section of the city featuring million dollar water front condos which have a view of the Golden Gate Bridge. It was a beautiful area, although the overcast and chilly wind but a damper on the exploring I was able to do.
On the way back up north I detoured and did the one thing I didn’t want to miss: walking on the Golden Gate Bridge. Again, the wind off the Pacific Ocean made it cold and unsettling. Imagine being 220 feet from the water protected only by a small ledge in a strong wind. The entire time I was walking towards the massive gate my feeling of being stable slowly drifted away. With that combination I couldn’t make it across the whole bridge but I walked out to the first gate, touched it, and walked back. Mission successful.
The next day, my cold in full swing, I didn’t feel up to walking around San Francisco so under the advice from some locals I drove up the mountain to Muir Woods and Muir Beach. The view of the mountains with the city in the background was stunning. Photos don’t do the view justice; nor can they capture how small you feel while looking out on the Californian hills and valleys.
Muir woods itself was a beautiful hiking trail covered in massive trees and beautiful moss. I went into the woods a little bit, but again… sick.
Finally the winding path down the mountain led me to Muir Beach and, again, the photos do not capture the scale of the Californian coastline. It’s one of the most meaningful moments in my life looking out on the jutting coastline and thinking how many people before me had seen that ocean, how many millions of years it took to cave its shape out of hard rock.
I hope to return to San Francisco soon, not on business but where I can dedicate all my time to see the beautiful city and explore more of the countryside. But now I’m just glad I was able to see any of the west coast and I’m grateful I have a job that took me out there.