I had an adventure all by myself yesterday. I needed to scope out some shooting locations for a few upcoming sessions and I had a feeling Stow Lake/Strawberry Hill might be a nice spot but I'd never actually been there. So ... off I went to Golden Gate Park.
First of all, let me just say, there is so much to do and see in the park! Since I had a specific location in mind, I drove straight there and didn't explore as much as I'd like. This is often the case with my life in San Francisco. I go somewhere for a specific reason and never really get a chance to explore. I'm thinking of choosing a new neighborhood every other week or so and just hang out there for an afternoon. See what it has to offer, you know?
But I digress. Back to Strawberry Hill. The top of the hill has stunning views of the city and a small, man-made waterfall. (Still gorgeous.) After I scoped out the hill, I headed down fully intent on leaving the park and making my way back home.
And then I saw a sign for the beach. The beach! I quickly realized that I'd never actually been to the beach on the ocean side of the city so I decided to take a little detour. As I was standing there, staring out at the Pacific, it dawned on me that I was literally standing on the edge of America. Mind blown.
If you follow me on Instagram, you've probably already seen these photos. And if you don't follow me yet, maybe you should think about it. I don't know ... it's just a suggestion ... no pressure or anything. But, you know, it would be nice to see you there ...
PS - If you're in the mood to browse them interwebs, stop by Alisha & Brandon to check out my guest post explaining the meaning behind my blog name. :)