Our park in Pacifica was in a wonderful place, but we could hear pounding waves constantly. I know that is a wonderful thing, but it does take some getting used to. And any time you are near a metropolis, there are always airplanes. But the big front window faced the Pacific so we spent a lot of sunsets with a glass of wine.
Sunsets were awesome.
We arrived in Sonoma Valley on Friday, March 1, 2013, after a short drive up Highway 101. We worried and worried about getting through San Fran from our campground in Pacifica. Our choices were to drive across the Golden Gate Bridge, the shorter route, or to travel freeways around the city, the longer route by about 30 miles. While traveling freeways provides wider lanes, they also provide those "aggressive" California drivers in droves. So we packed up the RV and hooked up the car the night before, and at 5:00 a.m. sharp we headed through the city toward the Golden Gate. To tell the truth, it was one of the easiest drives we've had. We drove as if we were the only people on the road because we almost were. And when you drive out of San Fran on the Golden Gate, there is no toll to pay.
We took a day or two off when we got here. After a week of chasing around San Francisco like tourists who had never been there, which we had, we were so ready for some quiet rural life. And Russian River provides that.
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