This is a post for the gallery, week 10. Tara asked Let's all paint a picture of the world we live in: The hidden bits, the bits you feel are special and people should know about. The bits people wouldn't necessarily see.
Highway 92 crosses the Hayward-San Mateo Bridge. A poor cousin to the more famous bay spanners, the Golden Gate and the Bay Bridges, is is, nonetheless, quite attractive in its own right, ten miles of causeway that gives the sensation of driving across the glittering surface of the bay itself, pelicans flapping alongside.
Ten miles without on and off ramps can make for smooth sailing, commute wise, the only worry being the speed cops hidden at center span, especially since I travel in the opposite direction from most bay area commuters, but occasionally the wind blows over a big rig, or a horrid accident blocks the span, and unwitting victims are left trapped for hours, rocked by the wind and hoping that the seismic activity on our local faults remains calm until the accident can be cleared. For this reason the San Mateo bridge is affectionately nicknamed "the S&M bridge".
Almost a year ago we considered moving away from the bay area. I realized that I wanted to capture in pictures this mundane but yet special part of my daily routine. So I balnced my little point and shoot camera on the steerring wheel and took a few shots. Probably not very safe, but I was quite pleased with the results.
Readers, please drive with me from San Francisco to Hayward and back. And yes, it is almost always this sunny.
in the middle of the bridge, Hayward bound
Coming back again, passing a big truck and hoping it doesn't blow over!
Back into San Francisco, in a pod of priuses (or is that Prii?)