Under the earthworks

You can find plenty of holes in the ground around San Francisco’s Golden Gate Bridge; they are the remnants of earthworks constructed during the 1850s — part of the same work that transformed the island of Alcatraz into a fort. I especially like this tunnel because, being short, I only have to tilt my head slightly to the side on […]

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River mist

It was chilly at 7:15 this morning as I started hiking along the American River just downstream from Sunrise Boulevard. The sun wasn’t up yet, and there was nobody else around to appreciate the wispy fog hanging over the water — it was just me and the mallards, and a flock of Canada honkers passing overhead.

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