We woke up to a very smokey campground. The good side of this, is that Bob was able to take some interesting pictures in the morning.
Our last stellar blue jay.
Our cooler is prepared for it's last ride. Although Bob had it strapped shut well for the airline trip, TSA opened it up for inspection and didn't pack it as well and the hinges broke apart. We left it in San Francisco.
When we arrived in San Francisco we drove straight to the Golden Gate Bridge. It was foggy. We also drove up the bluffs across from the bridge but the fog was definitely too thick there for us to get a good view.
We crossed back into San Francisco and checked into the hotel and had a traditional lunch of soup in a bread bowl at the wharf.
Then we walked down to Pier 39 to see the sea lions.
We drove over to Golden Gate Park hoping to see the Japanese Tea Garden, but it was closed for the day when we got there. All was not lost as Jenny found the Shakespeare Garden and fell in love with it.
We went back to the city and rode the cable car until the end, and then walked back to the hotel. We then called it a night.
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