A Sunday Afternoon in San Francisco

A warmer than usual fall day in San Francisco inspired me to grab my bike, ride through Golden Gate Park, check out the Buffalos on my way to the ocean, climb up to the cliffs, view the Golden Gate Bridge, smell the eucalyptus of Presidio park and finish with a pastery at La Boulange. A last hill, a last view on the Bay. It was a Sunday afternoon in San Francisco.