It’s just across the Golden Gate bridge to the north the city, and a quick turn under the highway and up the cliffs leads you to some amazing sights. There are WWII-era bunkers with extraordinary views, and former barracks turned into park buildings.
I’ve been coming here since the days when I produced an environmental TV series for CNN/TBS. Peggy (reporter), Greg (photographer) and I would come up here to shoot pictures, do on-camera stand-up segments, and hang out for sunset.
The air is crisp. the Pacific waters mighty, and you can forget you’re only a few miles from town.
Yesterday, I parked the car and walked down to a beach where I sat for an hour and saw nearly no one until I left, when I noticed there was a naked guy doing tai chi near a cliff on the opposite end of the beach, and a guy with a bicycle was heading back up the steps.
Not sure how he got down to the beach — on wheels or on foot.
The bicyclist, I mean.
I assume the naked guy got there on foot. And in pants.
Here are some shots of the Point Bonita lighthouse on a craggy outcrop of the headlands, a view of the bridge from the Sausalito side, and a rose in Golden Gate park near where my friend Brian lives.