June 1, 2009, I snapped this photo looking across the water to Alcatraz Prison. My belly was full from the chowder bowl I enjoyed at Boudins on the Wharf an hour earlier. I parked along Mason Street in the Presidio and took this shot. The Golden Gate Bridge was just to my left, but hidden in thick fog. A few minutes after this photo op, I rode across the Bridge, turned off the 101 onto Shoreline Hwy to make my northerly run. Three hours later, just north of Jenner, a car crowded me off the road landing me and Pearl upside down in the gravel. I was fine, Pearl was banged up, but the trip north ended right there.