Today’s plan included getting up early to help reset my sleep clock and prepare for the 4:30-5AM morning on race day. I also wanted to get in a nice bike ride and do part of the race course. As I approached the golden gate bridge, however, I decided to forego the race course, and ride over the bridge…after all, who knows when I’ll be back to do that again?

I saw quite a few of these signs, but nobody that looked like they wanted to jump.

I had to get clear across the bridge before the fog lifted enough to actually see the bridge, so I had a couple snap this photo of me.

This is from the north end of the bridge in Marin county looking south. I’d love to come back soon and just keep riding north into the mountains.

The bicycle needed a better view of the bay, so this frenchman snapped a photo of us:

Finally, I rode back down to the marina. In this photo you can see both the swim start (the island) as well as the swim finish (the steps in the foreground). It sure looks far…