Sorry for the F in fog
October 23rd, 2006 , 2:23
Or Carl Sandburg was right.
| THE fog comes | |
| on little cat feet. | |
| It sits looking | |
| over harbor and city | |
| on silent haunches | |
| and then moves on. |
We decided today we’d walk to the Golden Gate Bridge so we headed out in bright sunlight and warm weather. Walked along the waterfront watching people play in the surf. I think everyone in San Francisco owns a dog and they were all out playing fetch in the water. But looking up at the bridge we could see the fog rolling in. But it would lurk around the bridge then head back out then lurk around the bridge again.
It was a nice walk along the water front and we stopped by the visitor centre for the marine sanctuary where we spoke to the woman running the shop. Turns out she’s also a diver so we got tips for the next visit – January and February is baby season. So we’ll have to come then and see the baby otters and elephant seals.
By the time we got to the bridge the fog was really rolling in and we couldn’t see Alcatraz or San Francisco! It was also windy and quite chilly. But a neat walk up to the bridge and along the bridge to the first tower. Couldn’t come all this way and not at least set foot on the bridge!
As we walked back the fog kept coming in. We stopped for an early dinner (very good food at Fuzio, and we got it right; one starter between the two of us and a main meal each. We even had room for pudding.) and when we finished and came out the sun was starting to go down and the fog moved in. It comes in along the bay and hills first so they were quite foggy. Listening to the fog horn as well.
We’ll have an early evening, pack our bags, and be ready for tomorrow. Joe is watching more US football but may switch to the baseball as the World Series is playing.