And Back

Back in San Francisco. Winter arrived while I was gone bringing some chilly air and water and big groundswell. The contrast with Australia's summer has been bracing but not without its pleasures. On Saturday I went mountain biking on a proper single track (at Tamarancho in Marin County) for the first time. It was more challenging than I expected but definitely something I could get into. On the way back into SF I crossed the Golden Gate at the exact moment the sun was setting - it had just touched the ocean in the west as I entered the span and it disappeared fully into the water a few seconds before I left the bridge. Meanwhile the skyline of SF was side-lit with a gold/red alpenglow. The traffic was very slow as I think everyone was looking out of their side windows the entire time.