Open up that Golden Gate

   This is what it feels like to drive across the Golden Gate bridge:

...and to drive through the funky rainbow tunnel that follows it:

And it's even cooler at night!

Shiba-proof fence?

Shibas: 9, Jen: 0

   So far all of my efforts to keep the brats from dining on raw compost have been outsmarted. The dogs have removed the clips from the back of the bin, removed the rear panel and door, pried apart the chicken wire fence and/or burrowed under it, and this week, pulled up the fence stakes meant to seal the doors. Taylor is staying fat on corn cobs and husks, vegetable peelings, banana peels, egg shells, and coffee grounds. When I mentioned this to my vet, he warned me that he has removed a couple of large corn cobs from dogs' stomachs, and to be careful. So I'm at Home Depot preparing to break out the big guns: a wrought-iron fence. It concerns me a little that it says "decorative" and not "completely f***ing impossible to conquer", but I'm going with it...

Something's fishy in this water...

   Before we took off on the bikes, we purchased water for the trek, which was Dave's idea and possibly one of the best ideas ever, by the way. It tasted soooo good after the uphill climb to the bridge! The bottles were neat, with an image of the famous bridge on the back. But then I got to looking at it and something seemed really familiar.

Way, way too familiar. Let's look closer, shall we?

AHA!!! They must have known we were coming!

I'm Going Going Back Back to Cali Cali

   Today I flew to San Francisco to meet with one of our largest retailers. In order to get a direct flight, Dave and I had to come a day early (darn) and wanted to do something cool. So we hiked up to Pier 39, rented a couple of bikes from Blazing Saddles, and headed toward the most photographed bridge in the world (so I hear). It is a true icon, and though I crossed it by car about 18 years ago (the last time I visited the Bay area—too long ago!), I wanted a more up-close look. And didn't I get it?

the approach

the crossing

the other side

   It was an absolutely gorgeous afternoon: sunny, warm and clear. Given that this excursion wasn't pre-planned for today, we were not dressed for it. The sweater I was wearing and the dress shirt Dave was wearing looked pretty funny. But the sweeping views of the city and the bay were well worth the fashion faux pas. The path curved through a large park and then uphill through a wooded area, and then even more uphill on a couple of switchbacks up to the bridge. It kicked our butts a little bit, but we made it. And once on the bridge... wow. It was a nice, long ride with the sun and breeze on our faces and the view was exhilarating.

   Once over the bridge, we curved down a long road leading into Sausalito, flew down the winding hill into town, did a little shopping, and then hopped the ferry to go back to the pier. Had we biked back, that hill going back up out of Sausalito would have been killer. And besides, we were ready to head to Scoma's for a bite and a cold glass of Anchor Steam.

   I was going to do this trek on my own on Friday or Saturday, but was really glad that Dave was game to join me. We had a blast!

   These photos are all from my phone, so I'm eager to download better ones from my camera. What an experience!
   Okay, so the work of my cell camera isn't as good as this image I found online, granted... but it looked just like this in person, I swear!