Nothing says, “You are entering the realm of storybook, drama and quirkiness” so much as a sign like this:
San Francisco, if not a treasure island, is a treasure trove. Continue reading
Nothing says, “You are entering the realm of storybook, drama and quirkiness” so much as a sign like this:
San Francisco, if not a treasure island, is a treasure trove. Continue reading
Posted in USA
Tagged cable cars, photographs, San Francisco, streets of San Francisco, travel, USA, what to see in San Francisco
Normally I climb and hike to the accompaniment of cow bells. Their multi-pitched donging, resonating around mountain valleys, evokes a cellular rather than cerebral response and is at once calming and uplifting. Like an odour, it reaches something primitive in me.
The BB and I had taken the cable car up Piz Trovat, Switzerland.
Posted in Musings, Switzerland
Tagged 30m overhang, cable cars, life, mountains, photography, singing, Switzerland, travel, via ferrata, What to do in Bergun