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Monday, August 30 2004
Party Crashers Well, now who would've thought about doing some urban climbing on the Plaza Hotel? The sign here reminds me of some paintings here in SF. Like one that says: <- Birds/Cars ->
Detour On The First Sunny Day. This morning was the first sunny morning in a while. The fog had just broken over the city, and the warm sunlight was a welcome change from the previous few weeks. Instead of riding my usual point A to point B route, I decided to include a little bit of Q and Z, the lesser known points. I rode out to the bay, and as I circled North toward Downtown, I passed the shipyards and the behemoths laying in their berths. The odd collection of huge ships, their massive hulls throwing long silhouettes, and the slippery surface of the calm bay. As I approached the Bay Bridge, the morning light makes the bridge so much larger, longer, and so much more magnificent. The sunlight reflected off the bay, and illuminated the underside of the bridge, over a hundred feet over me and my bike, as we passed beneath the last span. Also, outside of the ballpark, there is a bridge that carries traffic over China Basin. The bridge is a balancing act of tons of concrete, and an arm that covers the remaining distance. The huge balancing forms hang over the roadway, feet away from the windows in the neighboring buildings. The light coming through the bridge, off the windows, and back down on the street was a myriad of girder shadows and bright blue sky. Good morning, San Francisco. Monday, August 09 2004The San Francisco Treat - Fog The fog rolled in yesterday, and has been occupying the city since. The ride over the Bay Bridge was flat and dull. The fog had obscured any geographic feature over ~200 feet tall. The tops of the bridge towers, the top of Angel Island, most of Marin County, all flattened and levelled by the overwhelming gray presence. It made me pause and reflect: "What a dull city this would be without it all." |
