It is strange how seeing a singular landmark can mean so much to a traveler. Whether it is the Eiffel Tower in France, or the Sphinx in Egypt, tourists often structure entire trips around visiting these objects. So it was that we had built up the crossing of the Golden Gate Bridge in our minds. Maybe because the bridge is such a famous landmark, or maybe because it would mark six months on the road and the halfway point of our trip, we had dreamed of what it would be like to cycle across it’s 1.7 mile span since we left Hamilton back in May.
The bridge was hidden from view for most of our approach, but it presented itself suddenly after climbing one final hill – and it was beautiful! With overcast skies (but no fog!) we traversed this milestone with huge smiles on our faces. Even though the wind was strong and the noise of traffic was fierce, this moment meant so much to us. We were simultaneously overjoyed to reach this point in our journey and acutely aware of how far we now were from home.
