.....the only problem is we don't have a plan to get us back to San Francisco. We have just been winging it and we thought surely there would be some easy sort of transportation to get us back.
After asking the driver to one of the many tour buses sitting in the parking lot of the north side of the park, we took a walk along the highway that the bridge turns into. We were looking for "a bus stop right at the first exit ramp?!?" What? That makes no sense, but we'll go with it we figure.
We walk down to the area he was talking about and there, painted on a pole are the words "Bus Stop." The only problem was that they were off to the side and very small, so of course we walk right past it. Luckily, the way things were set up, the walking path ran out about a hundred feet up from the stop.
There Karen and I stood, nervous and without a plan, waiting for this bus. We wondered how in the world a bus could possibly stop on an exit ramp, but upon further inspection, there was a pull-off area ... huge .... that somehow or another we missed in our anxiety..haha. We only had about a 10 minute wait and back to the adventure!
Now we were off to the heart of Sausalito!
A picture of the bridge from the north side. I don't have many pictures from this time period because I was too busy worrying about how in the world we were going to get back to San Francisco without wearing ourselves out for our upcoming race.