{"id":88,"date":"2014-05-23T14:41:48","date_gmt":"2014-05-23T21:41:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jenniferpaddackhyde.com\/?p=88"},"modified":"2014-05-27T21:51:38","modified_gmt":"2014-05-28T04:51:38","slug":"list-44-see-the-golden-gate-bridge-from-battery-spencer-33","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jenniferpaddackhyde.com\/?p=88","title":{"rendered":"List 44: See the Golden Gate Bridge from Battery Spencer (#33)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/jenniferpaddackhyde.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/IMG_8581.jpg\" target=\"_blank\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-89 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/jenniferpaddackhyde.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/IMG_8581.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_8581\" width=\"3264\" height=\"2448\" srcset=\"https:\/\/jenniferpaddackhyde.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/IMG_8581.jpg 3264w, https:\/\/jenniferpaddackhyde.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/IMG_8581-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/jenniferpaddackhyde.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/IMG_8581-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 3264px) 100vw, 3264px\" \/><\/a>The first time I\u00a0saw this bridge I was smitten. That was 18 years ago at least. And all these years later she still takes my breath away every time\u00a0\u00a0I catch site of her. I&#8217;ve seen her from every possible side now. From Baker beach, from Land&#8217;s End, from Chrissy Field and from the visitor center. This was the first time seeing her from this angle and I think this may be my favorite. A few years ago I actually walked across her during an impromptu trip to the city (another one of those &#8220;life list&#8221; items completed) and despite my absolute fear of heights I made it all the way across. And back again.<\/p>\n<p>I headed up to the viewpoint by myself while Nate parked the car. I wanted the extra time this would afford me to just stand and take in the view without worrying about Nate or if he was having a good time. After 13 years we travel well together, he the driver and me the navigator + planner, but there are always going to be letdowns and stress involved with traveling and this was one of those days. Initially I&#8217;d planned for us to bike the Marin Headlands area and take in the views but upon reading through stories and reviews of the ride the night before, I came to the conclusion that there was no way my foot or I was going to be able to handle the hills. So heading into the day we were both already disappointed. I consider myself a pretty healthy person but this injury has sidelined me quite a bit this year. It&#8217;s healing but I&#8217;m still only about 35-40% better and the wrong move could take it back to zero again. So I appreciated this few minutes to myself to allow some quiet reflection on the day and how it was not going according to my plan. And for a few minutes I did forget my disappointment with the day. I stopped worrying about Nate and the 2+ hour car drive home and my stupid foot injury and I just took in the view. <strong>You could see everything<\/strong>. The city, The Cliff House over in Lands End Park, Alcatraz, Sausalito waterfront. The bay had cleared up from earlier and you could now see a 180 degree view of all of San Francisco and the bay. And it was breathtaking. And no matter what Nate was feeling, I was suddenly okay with how the day had unfolded because this is what I came for. This had been my only real goal of the day and I was there. It&#8217;s good I had this extra time because Nate arrived, took a photo with his phone and then said &#8220;you ready to go&#8221;.\u00a0 Shaking my head at him I said &#8220;sure&#8221; and onward we went.<\/p>\n<p>2 down, 42 more to go:)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The first time I\u00a0saw this bridge I was smitten. That was 18 years ago at least. And all these years later she still takes my breath away every time\u00a0\u00a0I catch site of her. I&#8217;ve seen her from every possible side now. From Baker beach, from Land&#8217;s End, from Chrissy Field and from the visitor center. 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