From Bodega Bay to San Francisco!

I woke up early, for me, at 7:45 am. Went to the campground bathroom and on my way back to the tent I saw that three parties were already heading out. This is one thing I must do on my next tour- make better use of the daylight instead of getting into camp at dusk most nights. I brought my bike to Bodega Bay Cycles, which had just opened up 1 month prior. He had what I needed- a truing stand, plus a tensometer, and while I walked to a coffee shop and enjoyed a caramel latte and pastry, Matt, the owner and sole employee of the bike shop, got my tire ready for the road. It felt so good to have a fully operational bicycle again!
I got on the road, which was a bit hilly but not too bad. Met two more tourers, Dave and Pamela, who had lots of bike touring experience, especially Dave, who'd been across America years ago before Adventure Cycling had laid out 3 suggested tour routes across the nation, north, central and south. He said he loved the special attention he got from people who'd never heard of someone biking across the country. We talked best tours ever, and he suggested one he hadn't done, the Route Verte in Quebec. Maybe I'll go there next.
Enjoyed yet another sunny warm day. I was within a couple miles of the coast all day, though not right on it, and the coastal air was a perfect temperature. Spent a good part of the day biking past beautiful Tomales Bay. Point Reyes is just over the hill from the southern tip of Tomales Bay. I stopped at a small town for a yummy bowl of clam chowder for lunch.
Several hours later I entered civilization and made my way to Sausalito, where I took the photo of the foggy bay with sun-lit sailboat. The fog was such a stark contrast to the warm sun I'd soaked in all day. As I ascended the hill toward the Golden Gate Bridge I experienced the strongest winds of the entire trip, and I entered the fog. I hoped for some kind of break in the fog as I started across the Golden Gate Bridge, but no luck! It was an ironic entrance into my destination city, but still I was so happy to finally be there. Once across, it was another hour before I reached AT&T ballpark, a couple blocks from where cousin Brian lives. I called Kirk, and then family members, to tell them I'd finally made it after 21 days on the road.
Brian was busy hosting a gathering with the CEO of his company, Zynga, and couldn't get away early. We finally met at his place at 11:15 pm, spent some time together, and while it was great to see him, he had a lot of work to do that would probably last him all night. So we didn't get to visit nearly long enough. Next time!
I did get to eat a pizza, take a shower, and sleep in a bed again. Brian has a nice new place, and seems quite happy with the new job, other than being so incredibly busy all the time. But he didn't seem overwhelmed, just busy.