It’s snowing, and yet I have only managed a few camera phone images. At some point I will take my camera out skiing. Untill now, meet Mr Plough.
Camera + Laptop + Plane Ticket
Awakening to the sound of dynamite on the first day at Snowbird, we found ourselves limited to within the confines of the building. Seems the foot of snow that had fallen overnight was presenting an avalanche danger. Ski patrol went about blowing up anything dangerous and by eleven we were out skiing.
Two days later and ski patrol is still blowing cornices off.
In an effort to maximise the residential space at sea level it seems the base of every hill has been removed to leave an abundance of sheer cliff faces. Thus, from the promenade along the foreshore to the top of the hill involves a lot of stairs.
Today the rain stopped, it was still threatening to rain and the sun was absent, but the rain stopped. Catching the ferry over to Sausailto I could see for the first time the famous ‘International Orange’ of the Golden Gate Bridge. Sausalito turned out to be rather touristy so I went in search of a good vantage point to view the bridge from. This was the view 50 minutes later (Up hill)
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Awakening to the pitta patter of rain on the roof it was out with the rain jacket before heading onto the streets. My rough plan for the day was to walk, eat and walk some more, hopefully taking in some of the bay area. For lunch it was sourdough at the Boudin bakery on the wharf. It’s the home of San Francisco Sourdough and a wonderfully warm place to sit when your pants are wet through. Rounding the corner below Fort Mason the Golden Gate bridge loomed up on the horizon presenting the best view of the day.
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