San Francisco

Today was the day to give the bike back to its rightful owners. I after a nice breakfast in a small coffee shop just down from the hotel I set off for my last mile on the Harley, stopping just short of the rental drop off to fill the tank. Whilst not a Harley fan I’ve become quite attached to the bike. It’s a good bike to do a trip like this on, not least because it has the most comfortable seat of any motorcycle I’ve ever ridden (and that’s a lot!).A quick inspection and signature and that was it, I was without transport. Bob had given me a map of the bus routes for San Francisco so I planned to take the bus to Golden Gate Bridge. In all my trips to San Francisco I’ve never been there. I could have taken a taxi, but the bus allows you to see, and hear the locals going about their daily business and so, for me is more interesting.

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The Last Stop

I’ve reached my last stop of the trip, the Phoenix Hotel in San Francisco, after putting 3362 miles under the wheels of the bike, with just over a mile to do to drop the bike off at the Rental company left to do. I’m now starting to feel rather sad as it feels as though ‘the end is nigh’ and I guess it is for this trip. I’ve become rather used to life on the road and have been anxious to get on the road each morning. I could very happily re-pack the bike and get on it again tomorrow morning and continue north up Highway 1 and then on to the Canadian border.

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