Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair (and a fleece for the Golden Gate Bridge trip!!)
18.08.2010 - 19.08.2010 23 °C
OK, so Day 3 and 4 were all about getting up to San Francisco on Day 3, finding the campsite and then spending the next day touring San Francisco. The route was supposed to be the famous Highway 1 from LA to SF along the Californian coast. Which we did, mostly.... But we did drift off a little bit.... Probably a good thing seeing the cliff side roads we encountered later on in the BEAST!!!
Its about 375 miles from LA to San Francisco and our route took us from the campsite in the hills above LA across to the coast and then north along Highway 1. Scenery was great, though not sure that Siobhan appreciated it... I think she just wanted to get in and surf...
I think that Highway 1 is probably one of the nicest coastal drives ever. It would be great in a little open top car... The BEAST waddled its way north.... Then it wanted to take off when it hit the down hill bits!!
We managed to get to the camp site safely though (though we took a little detour via another site from the same company.... ) The guy in reception who pointed us in the right direction was a black version of the gay guy in Mrs Doubtfire... Very funny...
Day 4 found us hitting the outskirts of San Francisco and picking up the metro to get into town. (after some raving mad driving around road works on cliff edges... Siobhan was not happy!!)
I think we both loved SF. Its got a great feel to it. Because its so small in comparison to LA, it seems that you can get around it so much more easily. We walked up and down the hills to Fishermans Wharf, taking lots of piccies of the cable cars and the street life. We had some lunch in a place overlooking the harbour around the Pier 39 and watched the seals chilling out on the boardwalks. (would you believe Siobhan had fish and chips.... Heathen...)
Then it was the boat tour of the harbour. (we wanted to do the Alcatraz trip but found out that it was booked up for 2 weeks in advance!!)
The boat tour was great though. It took us underneath the Golden Gate Bridge, then around Alcatraz and then over to the Oakland Bridge. All the time we had a running commentary telling us all about the guys building the bridge, then the prisoners in Alcatraz (did you know that they finally closed it in the 60's when they worked out that to get everything they needed across to the rock (guards, prisoners, food, etc etc) it would cost them less to have the prisoners put up in the Ritz...). It was really wierd though. It was hot and sunny on the Pier, yet 200 yards out into the harbour, the wind picked up and the fog came in and swirled around bridge. The bridge itself is 350ft high, yet you could hardly see it at times because of the sea mists.
The trip back to the metro was up and down the streets of San Francisco by the street cable cars. Really good experience, particularly listening to the drivers and conductors.
Then it was just a simple drive back down Highway 1, past lots of lovely state beachers with lunatic surfers braving the cold waters and sharks, and then we were home. Ready to tackle the 600 miles plus trip the next day!!