Another couple of hundred miles and a good few more sights and experiences. I'll start this one with a view of the 'tank' on a camp ground near Santa Cruz. From here I moved, not very far, to San Jose, the main reason being a chance to meet up with friends there. You would be doing well to remember an entry from an earlier bit of the blog
(look back if you like, 2nd last picture in "A LIFE ON THE OCEAN WAVES") about John & Pat who shared the dinner table on my cruise.

Headed north again the next day. Route 101, I noted on the map, took me up through San Fransisco and over the Golden Gate Bridge. What it didn't show was that it stopped being a straightforward highway and routed me through quite a bit of the city itself, with the really helpful signs like the one below.

It looks as though my campervan is beginning to feel the worse for wear. Hope it holds out for another couple weeks!

I'm sure you will not be surprised to hear that I went a bit snap happy again on the bridge. A bit of a sad sign as I started my walk to the middle.

It was a long way down. Alcatraz in the background by the way.

An iconic and pretty spectacular piece of work.

'International Orange' is the colour they are continually painting it with to protect it from rust. Full of useful information I am!

I really liked the 'Golden Gate' but.....

...... my thoughts did turn to names like 'Erskine and 'Forth'.