Before leaving the San Francisco Bay area we drove over to a quaint little town on the opposite side of the Golden Gate Bridge, Sausalito. Although the fog had moved into San Francisco we were in bright sunshine. We strolled along the bay looking across at the city we had enjoyed and stopped for our final bowl of clam chowder in a bread bowl.
We drove by the Golden Gate Park but decided to leave it for our next trip. We will cross this bridge again!
I never thought of this as a camouflage jacket or thought I would find a tree to blend in with. The entire trip I marveled at how large the flowers and shrubs and how brilliant the flowers in central California.
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