|Yes, I came up that hill ;-)|
The hills are ferocious. But the bike is up for it.
I just keep pedaling uphill ...
... until there seems to be no more uphill.
|The Bay Bridge, NOT G-G bridge !|
Every side street seems to offer surprising new, but also somehow well-known views:
All of a sudden I stand right at that most touristy of all San Francisco Streets. I have been wondering where all those tourists that unloaded from buses were heading to. It's the crooked street !
And while I'm here on a bike, I might as well ride down there ;-)
|The view from one of the noise-plagued apartments on Crooked Street|
Then it's time to head back to the hotel and charge the battery, before Alan visits at 10:30 am for a bike ride across THE bridge ;-)