The fog was a daily morning visitor while we were there. The fog literally rolls in overnight like a blanket, dropping
the temperature quickly before burning off the next afternoon. We decided to park our car and walk across.
A return trip with a brisk walk took an hour, now I know why there is a bike rental shop at the foot of the bridge.
Its is longer than you think. As a result of the unforeseen exercise, we decided to have a bigger lunch in Sausalito,
which is a quaint seaside town on the other side of the bridge.