Road Trip Day Seventeen
The weather improved as promised and by lunchtime the wind had dropped and the snow was beginning to melt. We spent the morning catching up on 'household' chores and then set off along the I80 towards Sacremento. We were not sure where we going to end the day but had pretty much given up trying to get to Yosemite.
Climbing on the I80, we were soon surrounded by mountain sides covered in fresh powder snow but the road remained completely clear. There were a few ski lifts dotted about and people skiing in the blazing sun. Some of them on piste but a few carving out thier own path in the otherwise virgin snow. Looked very enticing.
On the west side we dropped out of the snowline into rolling green hills, blue skies and t-shirt weather. We stopped at Sacremento and had a spot of lunch. We had to decide if we were to turn south or carry on west for San Francisco. After a little discussion we opted for a the 90 miles to San Francisco.
We entered the city via the very busy Oakland Bay bridge and followed signs for the Golden Gate bridge, squeezing the RV along the narrow city streets surrounded by unpredictable car drivers and large buses while GC practiced her reading by calling out the street names we crossed.
Climbing on the I80, we were soon surrounded by mountain sides covered in fresh powder snow but the road remained completely clear. There were a few ski lifts dotted about and people skiing in the blazing sun. Some of them on piste but a few carving out thier own path in the otherwise virgin snow. Looked very enticing.
On the west side we dropped out of the snowline into rolling green hills, blue skies and t-shirt weather. We stopped at Sacremento and had a spot of lunch. We had to decide if we were to turn south or carry on west for San Francisco. After a little discussion we opted for a the 90 miles to San Francisco.
We entered the city via the very busy Oakland Bay bridge and followed signs for the Golden Gate bridge, squeezing the RV along the narrow city streets surrounded by unpredictable car drivers and large buses while GC practiced her reading by calling out the street names we crossed.
The weather was lovely. We had an hour or so exploring around the view point on the southern side. The bridge is a little smaller than I expected but it is so graceful and the setting so dramatic it makes up for it with ease. It looked fantastic.
The sun dropped to the horizon as we felt our way out of the city a short distance to find an RV park for the night. We planned to rest here for a day at least. Tomorrow we would explore the city.
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| Hello from San Francisco |
maybe the diversion was for the best?? are you going to take the RV up and down some of the famous San Francisco streets where the cars jump in the air over the brow of the hill as it crashes down towards inevitable doom?? Or better still you could use the moped Sue keeps in the RV?
ReplyDeleteLooks good are you in someones garden?
ReplyDeleteAlso looks at bit warmer.
C ya hope you have a Good Easter.