Wednesday, August 24, 2011

city by the bay

Throngs of tourists. The smells of sourdough bread and steaming crab pots along the wharf. The familiar sight of that famous bridge. Barking sea lions and street musicians. One brief day in San Francisco, my birthday. And I enjoyed every minute.

The Golden Gate is more interesting to see from the water below.

The best name in bread.

Need I say more?

An evening stroll along the wharf.

These boisterous salmon-nabbers seem to be much more welcome here than below the damn on the Columbia River.

Watching the sun set behind Alcatraz from the end of the pier. It's corny, and printed on every other tee-shirt in the City, but....I do love San Francisco.