Having just started getting over a bad chest cold that lasted a week, I decided, like an idiot, to push myself too far. Having shot Lake Tahoe the night before, and also for sunrise, I decided to head to the bay and shoot the Golden Gate on her 75th birthday.
So, on 5 hours of sleep, we hiked up near Slacker Hill, and sat in the cold and the wind for 9 hours snacking on chocolate and beer. Each of the crew carried about three bags, and a chair, and we waited, and waited, and waited.
Just when I started wondering if I had made a mistake, this happened. I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. Cheers. –jared r.