A View From the Bridge

After sharing a few bagels and coffee with a lovely, yet very burnt Dutch couple, we decided to walk to the Golden Gate Bridge.
The sun was shining, we were fully energised with all the brekkie and besides the couple had said it was 'a reasonable walk'.

We grabbed the map, filled the water bottle up and set our sights north east... kinda. After walking around the block twice we found ourselves walking in the right direction and with great enthusiasm and a slight sense of fear we walked on.

We saw some great sights along the five hour 'reasonable' walk to the GGB, like this place below, where we had a carvery dinner (between two pieces of bread!). It's world famous i've been told, not too sure about that one, but boy, was it some good meat.

After filling up and realising that we had only gone a quarter of the journey, we hit the mean streets hard at a pace even Mr Motivator would struggle to keep up with. We made some good ground up and found ourselves strolling though a neighbourhood where no house looks the same and all live on 45% angles.

Then we hit the woods and this was when it all began to pay off... we could see it! Through a crack in the tree and with a bit of squinting there it was, the Golden Gate! 

 We flew through those woods and got a little bit lost, but it was all good baby. We could almost reach it. Then we realised we'd strolled slap bang into the middle of an army base. Alright granted it was an army base for the civil war and was more a memorial ground now, but it felt dangerous anyway!

By this time it was just a walk under the freeway and possibly a mile to the left, across the ever decreasingly temperatured sea front. Within 20 minutes we were there at the gate of the Golden Gate bridge. 

Now the fatigue didn't matter, it was pure jubilation and a massive sense of desperation to take a photo of every angle of the whole bridge. It was a great feeling to be there and one we'll remember for a long time to come.
PS