We left Half Moon Bay behind us and headed north on US 1 for the Golden Gate Bridge. The middle of the day is often the best time to travel through a large city such as San Francisco. Honestly though, the major part of the city sits on the northeast corner and we traveled north near the west coast of the pennisula. The Golden Gate was not intimidating at all, at least not any more so that any large bridge filled with traffic.
The GPS has been so helpful in traveling on the interstates, however, when trying to find your way in a motorhome, it is surprising the number of twisty, tight, little roads that the GPS can ask you to traverse. Anyway, that happened today - we missed a turn and then the fun was on - being at the GPS's mercy, all you can do is hold on and hope for the best. Anyway, we finally arrived at our campground in Larkspur. The campground is half mile from the ferry that crosses from the Sausalito area to the city.
I guess we didn't have quite enough of San Fran yesterday. We always love riding ferries and really enjoyed our half hour trip to the city. The walk uphill today didn't seem quite as strenuous as we headed back to China Town. It was very busy late in the day as everyone scrambles to purchase the evening meal. We treked on to Little Italy for a nice dinner before heading back to the ferry for home.
We traveled on the 5:55 pm ferry for Larkspur with at least 300 other people commuting back and forth to San Fran. Needless to say it was quite an eyeopener. Anyway, we walked back to the RV park and will probably head to Sonoma and the Russian River Valley tomorrow. We're movin' on!