I admit I’m a wimp. Today was the biggest gay pride celebration in the U.S. in San Francisco and I didn’t go to see the parade. I didn’t want to fight the crowds along the route. Besides, I’ve seen two of these parades before and most people in costumes passed me on the way to the parade.
Instead, I headed first to the Legion of Honor Museum to see “Wild West: Plains to the Pacific”, art about the west, including early portrayal of Indians, cowboys – including Frederick Remington, mining – including a painting inspired by Brette Harts “The Luck of Roaring Camp”, and the national parks of the west.
Legion of Honor Museum at Lincoln Park.
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I then hopped a Muni bus and headed to the De Young Museum for “Printed Stories” of prints from the Anderson Collection of Graphic Arts and “Bruce Davidson: Gifts from the Collection”, photos by Davidson of the civil rights movement, a gang of New York, and scenes of Paris.
De Young Museum at Golden Gate Park.
It was a busy museum day but fulfilling. I’m heading now to the steam room before our wine social at the guest house, and then an early dinner.
I leave tomorrow morning around 10:50 am and get back to Fort Lauderdale around 11 pm.
I was too tired to make an entry yesterday. Beach Blanket Babylon was its usual hoot with current political topics, popular media and celebrity bashing. The only surprising thing was the dearth of Trump skits. He made a brief appearance but not as much as expected.
Almost as much fun is watching the audience. You can tell some small town Americans show up not knowing what to expect. They have a shell-shocked look on their face after the first few skits. Eventually they figure it is all in fun and get into it but it’s an education for some of them.
Tom and I headed to the Embarcadero for lunch at LaMar, a Peruvian restaurant he wanted to try. Their speciality was cerbiche, spelled with a “b”. I had the halibut and it was very good. I also had one of their signature potato dishes topped with beets and asparagus. The restaurant is on pier 1 1/2 (who knew) and overlooked the bay.
Lunch at Peruvian resturant called La Mar overlooking the bay.
Before lunch, we cruised through the port building at Embarcadero and Market. It was jammed packed inside and out. All kinds of vendors were here and there was also an extensive open air market on the pier behind the terminal.
Open market at the port building, Embarcadero.
Tom managed a few purchases and I managed not to, although the temptation was great.
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Tom headed to the airport around 2 pm for his flight back and I headed to the Castro to eat my traditional hamburger at Sliders. Just as I returned to the guest house, Dykes on Bikes roared past to Delores Park to start their own separate parade. They will lead off the main parade tomorrow.
Over one million people are expected for the parade tomorrow and I have never seen such police presence. The Castro was blue with police officers. The streets are packed and several pre-parades passed by the guest house.
I don’t intend to go to the parade tomorrow simply because I’ve seen two here in San Francisco and I hate crowds. Instead, I am on my way to the Legion of Honor Museum and the De Young.
At 8 pm, I was comfortably seated in the Marion Davies Concert Hall to see Michael Tilson Thomas conduct Brahm’s Symphony No. 1. I have now heard the New World Symphony perform this piece, also with MTT conducting and the San Francisco Symphony perform it. The San Francisco Symphony has a more mature sound, but I like the energy of the New World sound better.
Marion Davies Hall, San Francisco Symphony
The first part of the program was C.P.E. Bach’s Symphony in D major followed by Jörg Widmann’s Trauermarsch for piano and orchestra, written especially for Yefim Bronfman who performed the piece. It was certainly atonal and it seemed more written for percussion than just the piano, although Bronfman certainly percussed the piano!
I made it back to the guest house by 10:30 pm, had half a sandwich and turned in for the night.
A couple of years ago, I ran across a web site by Bill Choisser describing an urban day hike to Twin Peaks, the second highest mountain in the city of San Francisco. I carefully made notes for the hike and following his route, I made it to the top. It almost killed me. It’s a 700 foot climb in elevation to 910 feet, straight up. Yes, it’s paved most of the way, with stairs in several places, but it’s a killer if you are not in shape.
Sixty-two steps!
I later met Bill and his partner and treated them to dinner in the Castro. Strangely, Bill grew up in Fort Lauderdale and went to Pinecrest as a kid when it was on Broward Blvd. You can read his hike description at http://www.choisser.com/hiking/twinpeaks/html.
I decided to retrace my trip and fortunately I didn’t have to rely on my notes (they got soaked with sweat and were virtually unreadable by the end). Bill made the web site readable on the iPhone and iPad so I could easily follow his description this time.
You start on 18th Street and Castro. You immediately walk past the Harvey Milk School and get to view some interesting mosaics done by the students.
Harvey Milk School mosaics.
The walk takes you through some wonderful neighborhoods and everyone seems to be quite the gardener. You get to see plants totally foreign to south Florida because of the very temperate climate of San Francisco.
On Douglas and 20th Streets you take your first set of stairs. There are 92 steps and you walk next to an apartment complex with no internal stairs to each apartment since the 92 steps allow you entry into each apartment.
Ninety-two steps to the top apartment.
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Spiral stairway over Market Street.
Eventually you make your way to Corbett and Hopkins. Hopkins is a steep climb, probably the steepest of the trip. When you look back, you see a little reddish brown house at the bottom. The house is notorious for runaway cars crashing into it from loss of brakes down the steep grade. Bill relates one went through the entire house and hung off the other side as it crashed through the outside wall.
Hopkins Street House
Next are four sets of stairs. The first is 40 steps, the second is 62, the third is 34, and the last is 55 (not that I’m counting). It’s at this point you are at the Trailhead to Twin Peaks.
Now you get to climb to the peaks and then you get to climb each peak. Bill says the names of the peaks are seldom used but the south peak is Noe Peak and the north peak is Eureka Peak. Sutro tower is not on either peak but off west of the two. A drive forms a figure 8 around the peaks and this is where the danger comes in. There have been many traffic fatalities from speeding cars interacting with day hikers.
Eureka Peak from Noe Peak.
From either peak you can look west and see the Pacific Ocean. A look to the northwest shows the Golden Gate Bridge. Due North lies the city with a good view of the Transamerica pyramid building, and a straight shot view down Market Street to the Embarcadero.
Transamerica building and Market to Embarcadero.
I had my water bottle, day pack and I stole a banana and tangerine from the guest house so I paused on Noe Peak for refreshments. Both peaks have steps made from cross ties but you still need to be careful going up and down. My first hike, I fell going up Noe Peak and hurt my knee. I’m pleased to say I made this trip without damage. I must also be in better shape. It was a lot easier this time but I do admit it was disheartening to see several joggers running up the stairs past me.
