SAN FRANCISCO

Fisherman’s Warf. The clam chowder bowl was good—but not the best we ever had. The streets were crowded as expected for the Saturday “rush hour” and the husle and bussle of the warf and the smell of fish made it an exciting experience.




Here are Megan and Rob ordering their chowder bowls... Dusty got a corn dog— you ask why a corn dog? To this day we still don’t know why he chose it over fish or a clam chowder bowl— I mean really...




Debbie & Megan on the pier with the golden gate bridge in the background.




Russ with some old boats in the background.