Redwoods to Wharf

I might as well be a hermit that lives in a tree trunk.

Can't.

Get.

Enough.

{sweeping clouds)

Although it would've been nice to see the grandeur of the bridge in its entirety, the fog added
its own presence.

 

Just being related. 

Our goosebump-ridden freak sesh at Fishermen's Wharf.