Vance had to spend the final 2 nights of our trip a few hours away on business.
I didn't mind. I love spending time alone.
Looking back on my life, I've always been this way. When I'm alone, I am much more mindful of my thoughts and surroundings. I don't expect anything from anyone. I am free to experience the world through my eyes alone.
My happiness doesn't depend on someone else's presence.
I love my husband, and I love our time spent together.
But what a burden it would be if I needed to be "with" him to be happy.
So when Vance left, he was glad that I was looking forward to my alone time.
And he understood.
As I packed my backpack that morning, I was filled with anticipation.
Camera, lenses, water bottles, deli sandwich, chia bars, phone,
headphones, hat, sunglasses, jacket, map, reading glasses, money.
As I hefted it onto my back, even it's heavy bulk couldn't weigh me down.
My camera didn't stay inside my backpack for long. As I headed up the hill
in Pacific Heights, the Victorian's were calling out to me.
No two houses were alike, and the attention to detail was
fascinating to examine as I walked to my destination.
I especially loved the color combinations!
The owner of this house must be totally lacking
in imagination - or possibly colorblind.
The gardens in front of the houses were intriguing too.
When I reached Presidio, I hung a left. Almost there!
The Presidio is a unique national park that is home to spectacular vistas, nature, and recreation facilities as well as museums, restaurants and the Golden Gate Bridge.
My main goal was to hike the many hiking paths in the park.
I entered the park at the Presidio Gate near Lover's Lane. I walked a path parallel to West Pacific Ave. Everything was new and different from what I am used to back East. I came upon this group of very angry looking trees forming a canopy over the trail.
A little farther down the path I was pleased to come upon these beauties.
I stopped to eat my sandwich early in a very nice playground - Julius Kahn Playground.
There were many groups of young moms with little kids. I watched them as I ate.
I also noticed the cement was decorated with imprints of branches and leaves.
Pretty cool.
After eating, I headed on the Ecology Trail toward Inspiration Point.
A beautiful hummingbird flew by and I was happy to be able to capture it in flight.
I passed by a field of wildflowers too.
The scenery kept changing and pretty soon I was on
a shaded path with trees covered in ivy.
There was a strange but pretty bird sitting on the stairs
leading to the Inspiration Point Overlook.
Inspiration Point provided a nice view of San Francisco Bay and Alcatraz.
Crossing the road from Inspiration Point, I took a short path to the "Spire".
The Spire was built by Britich artist Andy Goldsworthy, making use of felled
trees "to make connections between what we call nature and what we
call man-made."
I hooked up with the Bay Area Ridge Trail at the Spire.
It was very peaceful and beautiful.
It seemed like I was in the middle of a forest,
yet as I look to the right I can see the skyline of the city!
I didn't expect to find this cemetery in the middle of the park. Over 30,000 Americans veterans and their families are buried at the San Francisco National Cemetery.
Over the tops of the headstones, 3 boats could be seen.
I was amazed at the size of the cargo ship!
Continuing on the Bay Area Ridge Trail, many different flowers
caught my eye.
Immigrants Point Overlook provided an unusual view of the Golden Gate Bridge.
Carved into the stone wall at Immigrant Point Overlook was this:
"We opened the gates to all the world and said,
'Let all men who want to be free come to us and they will be welcome."
I walked down many steps on the trail to a road overlooking Baker Beach.
Walking down the sand ladder to the beach was challenging,
but very worth the effort for what I would see once I made it down!
I squatted on the sand with my 400mm lens to take
a picture of the Golden Gate Bridge and saw a most unusual sight.
The day was very breezy and cool - as you can see, most people
are wearing long pants and jackets - but this old guy only needed
a hat! I sat on a log and observed people walking their dogs,
tourists taking pictures, sunbathers. But this guy just strutted
back and forth along the busiest section of the beach
near the bottom of the sand ladder.
I can only be grateful he wasn't jogging.
I did manage to get a lovely picture of the beach and the bridge
without having to include ugly naked guy.
As I was heading toward the sand ladder and the long trek back up to the trail,
a guy spread his blanket next to the steps and proceeded to strip down.
He left his hat on too. Hmm.
What I didn't realize ahead of time was this was a clothing-optional beach.
The guide book just said to keep an eye out for harbor porpoises frolicking in the surf!
I made a few friends on my way up the sand ladder.
Taking their pictures actually gave me a good excuse to rest.
At the top of the sand ladder, I joined up with the Batteries to Bluffs Trail.
This was a gorgeous trail along the bluffs next to the ocean,
heading toward the Golden Gate Bridge.
At the Golden Gate Overlook, I took a break and had a snack.
With my long lens, I could see the cars and peope on the bridge.
It was neat to be able to see the curve of the bridge from this angle too!
The trail wound under the bridge to the other side.
I walked half-way across the 1.7 mile long bridge before turning around.
I was beginning to get a little tired and it was getting close to dinnertime,
so I hopped onto one of the free Presidio buses and got off at Inspiration Point
near where I entered the park.
As I walked through Pacific Heights on my way back to
our Airbnb, I marveled once again at the lovely houses.
My day spent wandering the Presidio alone was
exactly what I wanted and needed.
Just me, myself, and I (and my camera).
I didn't have to worry about anyone else's happiness but my own.
There was time to think about everything good, bad or uncertain in my life
and sort through my thoughts and feelings.
There was time to appreciate the beauty of the world around me.
And I felt a "good" tired - the kind of tired that comes from a day
outside in the fresh air and sunshine.
I walked close to 23,000 steps (@11 miles)
and climbed terrain equivalent to 89 filghts of stairs.
It was a very good day.
Vance was gone for two days. In addition to the Presidio, I figured out the bus system and rode the bus to Golden Gate Park where I visited an art museum and ate a scrumptious organic chocolate soft serve dipped in dark chocolate and sea salt! A short walk from there, I experienced what it was like to live back in the 60's hippie culture in "The Haight". I also went into lots of stores - something I don't do very much when I'm with Vance.
I was happy to see Vance when he got back from his trip, though.
Alone time is nice (and necessary) every once in a while.
But there are many benefits to having a companion too!
