Biking the Golden Gate Bridge

I couldn’t leave the Bay Area without biking the Golden Gate Bridge. Isabel Massallo was a good sport and agreed to ride it with me on short notice. We took CalTrain up to the city from the Peninsula and biked around the Embarcadero to get to the bridge entrance.


Getting past Fisherman’s Wharf was half the adventure, dodging tourists, cars, and buses. We tried to get away from the traffic by riding right next to the water...the route ended up taking us right to Pier 39. I’ve lived here over a year but had never visited the pier and the sea lions there, so this took care of one of my tourist “must see” sights.


The bike route to the bridge is poorly maintained. We had to dodge lots of broken glass and carry the bikes up and down a few flights of stairs, but when we got there, we were treated to clear skies—well, about as clear as the skies get over the Golden Gate. It was super-windy and the views were spectacular.



Here’s a close up of the cables—what Gauss’s Mom used to call i figli (the strings). Isabel is hanging on so she doesn’t blow away!
The skies stayed sunny all the way to Sausalito. Isabel and I had a bite to eat at a little cafe and then caught the ferry back to Fisherman’s Wharf. The wind was really whipping while we were on the boat, the water was rough, and the clouds moved back in.


Once we landed, we had to book it back to the CalTrain station. We got caught up in the crowds waiting to get into AT & T Stadium, and managed to board the last express train of the day three minutes before it left the station.

What a great day! Thanks, Isabel, for taking all these pictures!

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Katrina said…
why did you bother dodging the tourists? didn't you know tourist season is year round in sf? i think the state allows you two males and one female per year.
October 24, 2009 at 1:05 PM
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