Day 14 - June 21st 2000
Felt good after not much sleep. Lucky as we had to clean all the camping gear so that took some time. We piled into the van and headed up highway 101 to our final destination. The city by the bay, good old San Francisco, my favourite US city. On the way up we stopped at a scenic spot called Greyhound Rock and to use the ugliest facilities I have seen. We then made our final shopping stop at Albertsons to buy a card and some lunch.
As we travelled along the highway we could not resist the temptation any more and as Kate quietly slept, out came out the cameras. Click, click, click. We played some inspirational music as we hit the limits of San Fran. On arrival to Presidio (we were going to walk across the bridge) we found that we could not see the bridge due to the fog. It was cold and windy. So we walked across the bridge, almost fearing that we could fall off at any time. Could not see the top of the bridge, Alcatraz or the city. There was a little less fog on the Sausitio side. Now it was time to get to the hotel and our last trip in the van. We had heaps of fun driving through the City, NOT. It was a nice hotel and would do the job.
We said our farewells to Jana as she was going home. For dinner we were going to a Mongolian BBQ/ Karioke joint. In the end 2 other treks arrived as well, but we showed them how to party. They all peaked way too early. The Sake bombs started and Kate and Vics 3 in a row were impressive. So I had a go and managed 5 straight. 10 in all if I remember correctly. Kate and Vic were well on there way. It was an excellent way to end a great trek. It was a shame that Jana was not there to join in the groups rendition of "sitting of the dock of the bay". Even the most ardent of us saying "I wont be singing" got up and partied hard, as if there was any other way with our group.