Picking up from where I left off a few days ago (“Coast Road“), the lovely and importantly, *graveled*, Marine Drive eventually led to the start of the charmingly named San Francisco Bay Trail. I didn’t realize it was possible, but the tempo further dropped down a notch here. Sandy paths and yellow shores beckoned to families enjoying a day in the sun, dog walkers and romping children alike. Never have I felt more out of place, than in my sand-covered black oxfords, long-sleeved business wear, and a limp blazer that simply screamed “wrong timezone!” to all and sundry. The “trail” took me past several beaches and Crissy Field Marsh. Along the way, Alcatraz Island also came into view and provided a magnificent backdrop against a particular stretch of the beach, with the sand, sea and former-penitentiary falling nicely into three parts of the whole.
I eventually left the “trail” once I spotted another interesting sight. It was later that I found out that the “trail” was over 300 miles long, easily ten times longer than Singapore is wide!